Bad Sun
Vundabar
Fire on the mountain played
It seems we drove all day
How quick can I turn the curve
Before my vision clears
At last, satisfied
What I'm made of straps
Told me what I cannot see
Am I the bad one? Ooh
Am I the good son? Ooh
There is no lesson, ooh
Just take your medicine
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, ready
To better, would she make
Like a rope, tied around your toe
But never have hеr near
Am I the bad one, oooh
Or am I thе good son, oooh
You learned your lesson, ooh
But it’s no medicine, oooh
