So you,
You tell me why you always let me down
And you,
You tell me on why you give me the run-around
There's no answer for half the things that you've done
And you remember that I'll always owe you one
You're a bad man
One day you'll realise just what you've done to me
And one day you'll realise what you've done to your family
Yeah you've gotta, gotta be the worse thing that's around
Everyone they know that you never buy a round
You're a bad man
You treat your mother as bad as bad could be
You even pay your deadly debts out of the gas money
You ain't got much ball control, your own biggest fan
So just you remember you're a dirty no good bad man
You're a bad man
You're a bad man
Go on then take your old man's money go on
Dont turn out for the football,
You're a badman
Leave your bird on her own, never treat her or anything
Never give no money away either,
You're a badman
You're dirty
You know what,
You're a rotter
And we all know that, you're a badman
You're a badman
