Manges Good Boy Bad Time
You got more balls than brain
and a curse on you
It's time to lose again
No, it isn't cool
When the night is dark
and your heart is cold
Just get another scar
Don't matter anymore
Life's not making sense
Loud music, now you gotta dance
Good boy, bad time, big city
Good boy, bad time, big city
Good boy, bad time, big city
Good night
I think you better leave
You gotta leave the house
You're born to hit the streets
You're not like Sgt Mouse
When the night is dark
and your heart is cold
You swear you don't care
and go where eagles dares
Life's not making sense
Loud music, now you gotta dance
Good boy, bad time, big city
Good boy, bad time, big city
Good boy, bad time, big city
Good night
Just go back to the training camp
then join us all in a Guatemala secret war
Get a medal and nobody will know
Are you ready? good boy
Are you ready? come on
Good boy, bad time, big city
Good boy, bad time, big city
Good boy, bad time, big city
Good night
Good boy, bad time, big city
Good boy, bad time, big city
Good boy, bad time, big city
Good night
