Bad Seeds Lyrics

Throw Rag Bad Seeds

rollin' to a brand new old world searching for that same old cheap thrill got a lotta lotta time to kill got a lotta lotta blood to spill [Chorus:] ain't no right ain't no wrong i'm god's abcess her absent slip a leave of absence from abstinence burning hippies burning incense burning punk rock's establishment [Chorus] i'm heading to your village soon poon pillage on the next new moon the devil's tax is a luxury so save your money and look for me [Chorus]