Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Billy McKee
Vocals
Christopher Smith
Guitar
Jim Roberts
Keyboards
Chris Rybitski
Bass
Brett Roberts
Drums
Suhr Fender Taylor
Guitar
Hammond Organ Mellotron Korg Nautilus
Keyboards
Yamaha Recording Custom & Yamaha Live Custom
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Billy McKee
Songwriter
Christopher Smith
Songwriter
Jim Roberts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jim Roberts
Producer
Anna Frick
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Carney
Recording Engineer
McLee Mathias
Recording Engineer
5450' Studios in Broomfield Colorado USACarney Audio in Rochester New York USACarriage House Studios Stamford Connecticut USA
Recording Engineer
Ally Sound in Longmont Colorado USA
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Last night down at the pool hall
I got into a scuffle, I got into a brawl
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man
So don't you give me no shit
Don't you give me no jive
Or you'll be staring down the barrel of my forty five
Cause I'm a bad man, yes I'm a bad man
Don't you let her run, don't you let her stray
Or I'll put my arm around her and I'll take her away
Cause I'm a bad man, Yes I'm a bad man
I've got chains knuckles and knives
And late night bar room fights
Don't look at me straight in the eyes
Or I'll surely put out your lights
I'm a bad bad bad man
I'm nobody's chump, I'm nobody's fool
Wherever I wander I break the rules
Cause I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man
I've worked my way through a bottle of gin, I've got tattoos and leather on my skin
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man
It's Saturday night down on the boulevard
I'm going to kick a little ass and maybe earn some scars
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man
I got chains knuckles and knives
And late night bar room fights
Don't look at me straight in the eyes
Or I'll surely put out your lights
I'm a bad bad bad man
I'm six foot three, built like a tree
There ain't nobody gonna mess with me
Because I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man
I'm a heart breaker, soul taker, that's no lie
I'm a long-haired bastard with a patch on one eye
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man
Now I'm cruising and I'm funning
Got a six pack I'm gunning
Gonna rock it tonight there's no use running
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man
I got chains knuckles and knives
And late night bar room fights
Don't look at me straight in the eyes
Or I'll surely put out your lights
I'm a bad bad bad man
Bad man
You better run you better hide
Bad man
Rock and roll suicide
Bad man
Tonight I'm on the loose
Bad man
I got nothing to lose
Bad man
Writer(s): Andre Gray, Victan Edmund, Lloyd James, Christopher Om Smith
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