Bad Stuff

Let me mix your magic potion

We got a house to talk

He hands out paper kisses

Blind man’s way to talk

Hey, hold on me baby

Let me think before he comes

I said, hey! Bad stuff, get outta here

You know he waters down his poison

It’s mixed with blood and power

He gave some to a stranger

Who gave him a son

Hey, hold on me baby

You better think before he comes

I said, hey! Bad stuff, get outta here

Get in ’n’ out

I said he sure looks awful ugly

He ain’t got no comfort, hey

With grace in his backhand

He sure ain’t built for love

Hey, hold on me baby

You better think before he comes

I said, hey! Bad stuff, get outta here

I said he sure looks awful ugly

He ain’t got no comfort, hey

With grace in his backhand

He sure ain’t built for love

Hey, hold on me baby, you'd better think before he comes

So I said hey, bad stuff, get out of here

Yeah I said hey, bad stuff, get outta here

So I said hey, bad stuff