Bad News

I was born in the middle of nowhere

They found me in a sack

I never knew no love or affection

So I never let it held me back

Now the time has moved along

And I'm wiser as I'm older

Well balanced? That I am

I've got a chip on each of my shoulders

I'm on a mission to spread the word

Of the meaning of the blues

So watch out now, here's Johnny!

Believe I'm bad news

Oh yes I am

Oh yes I am

I ain't got no heart to speak of

And my soul is black

So I'll take yours for my own

Don't ever ask me for them back

Once I was good and true

I even tried to become a believer

But I soon found out where I should be praying

The Church of The Lying Deceiver

And when you think that I'm good to go

I put on those walking shoes

To find myself another sucker like you

Believe I'm bad news

Hell yes I am

Believe I'm bad news

Oh yes I am

Oh yes I am

And when you think that I'm good to go

I put on those walking shoes

To find myself another sucker like you

Believe I'm bad news

Oh yes I am

Believe I'm bad news

Hell yes I am

Oh yes I am