Bad Sun

Fire on the mountain plain It seems we drove all day How quick can I turn the curve Before my vision clears? At last, satisfied Well, I'm made of straps Told me what I cannot see Finally, find me smooth Am I the bad one? (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Am I the good son? (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) There is no lesson (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Just take your medicine (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) When I caught up to myself I was angry as all hell Wag my finger, shake my head Do you remember what I said? Honey, brandy To better would she make Like a rope tied around your toe But never have her near Am I the bad one? (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Am I the good son? (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) You learnt your lesson (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) There is no medicine (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)