Lyrics Born Bad - The Gone Jackals

Born Bad

Thats the way it begins —
You try to behave
Yeah, you try to fit in
But when you rise and stand
You find a lock-step march —
No room for jazz
Uh huh
Born bad-
With a slight-o-hand
I go from jam to jam
With a crash, boom, bam
Born bad —
I dodge a sucker punch
And drop a bomb, like liston
On an animal hunch
Ive been down
Yeah, Ive spent some time downtown
Ive covered sacred ground
Soft and slow and round
I gave up
Yeah, I learned to give it up
Thinkin thats the final cut
But it turns out I was wrong
Born bad —
Thats the way it began
Stuffed a young pink lung
Down a rank glue bag
Born bad —
This is where it all lands
For a bull headed, corner hangin
Problem child man
I grew hard
Over time my scars toughed up
When gettin even just wasn’t enough
I had to choke my conscience off
Ive come far
Yeah, I had to travel far
Peel through layers sick and raw
Just to taste and touch once more
Born bad —
Like a synchro-mesh shift
Thats stuck in third
Just smokes and burns
Born bad —
With a cig-hangin lip
A talk-back baby on a
Star-crossed ship
Born bad
Born bad
That’s the way it began
Stuffed a young pink lung down a rank glue bag
Born bad
This is where it’ll land
For a bull headed corner hangin' problem child man
Born bad
Born bad
Born bad
Born bad