Sims - Badlands lyrics

Whiskey in a jar weed got me keyed
Got me feeling like the breeze
Got the keys to tomorrow hit the throttle
We don’t need no lotto team got the dream
Get the green, avocado hit the grotto
No greed is the motto
It seems that the seeds been
Deceived by the model
We don’t beg, we don’t borrow
We just make and we take luck
Lock, load, deploy
Like some old oi boys, we make noise
While you were breaking into the ad world
I was breaking rules with the glad girls
I was making moves that’d make your head spin
See the dead-end for a dead end
This is for my dead friends
Coming for to take ya there
That truth won’t bend
Rest in peace Lick Nuts keep it x rated
Disarm with charm make em feel so brilliant
Make em feel stupid no energy for enemies
That’s how I do it
United Crushers that’s all you see
You actors got it backwards end scene
Andrew William Tennessee
Mark Twain tendencies dark brain
Make art centerpiece pawn takes king
Check late you know that I’m good for it
Til then I make the mundane euphoric
I just go forth and conquer
In an old Ford Concord
Like an Albatross on the concourse
I just go for it
Born orange, but I yam what I yam
They’re yellow sweet potato belly achers
I still hate the damn Lakers
And the glad hand shakers
Seems weird right here on
This red carpet premiere
Bad man born east of the Badlands