Let The Bad Times Roll

Album: Let The Bad Times Roll (2021)
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  • Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
    Oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
    Oh, oh, oh

    We're gonna hang 'em high
    We're gonna shoot straight up in the air
    This eye is for an eye
    No need to ask and no need to care, yeah

    But don't be thinking we're crazy, crazy
    When you see all the hell that we're raising (raising)
    Don't be thinking we're crazy, crazy
    'Cause the truth is what we're erasing

    And so I (I)
    I'm doing it all for you
    I (I)
    I'm doing it all for you

    Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
    Machiavelli flow, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Hey Lincoln, how does your grave roll?
    Oh, oh, oh
    Take what's right and make it wrong
    Make it up as I go along
    Let me know when you decide
    Apathy or suicide
    Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
    Oh, oh, oh

    Now it was all a lie (lie)
    But that bitch won't get in my way
    Keep shoutin' what I like (lock her up, lock her up)
    Now that's a good one I gotta say, yaeh

    But don't be thinking we're crazy, crazy
    When you see all the hell that we're raising (raising)
    Don't be thinking we're crazy, crazy
    'Cause the truth is what we're erasing

    And so I
    I'm turning my back on you
    I (I)
    I'm turning my back on you

    Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
    On a stripper pole, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Yeah, fuck it, let the bad times roll
    Oh, oh, oh (fuck it, fuck it)
    Mexicans and blacks and Jews
    Got it all figured out for you
    Gonna build a wall, let you decide
    Apathy or suicide
    Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
    Oh, oh, oh
    Now I'm letting the bad times roll

    Doing it all for you
    I'm doing it all for you

    Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
    Machiavelli flow, oh, oh, oh, oh
    Hey Lincoln, how does your grave roll?
    Oh, oh, oh
    Take what's right and make it wrong
    Make it up as I go along
    Let me know when you decide
    Apathy or suicide
    Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
    Oh, oh, oh
    Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
    Let me know when you decide
    Apathy or suicide
    Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
    (Fuck it, fuck it)
    Oh, baby, let the bad times roll Writer/s: Bryan Keith Holland
    Publisher: Word Collections Publishing
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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