Good afternoon, all.

This one wrote itself. with a little help from George Thorogood & the Destroyers. I am missing that piercing saxophone & the lead guitar, but here it is, irregardless (to use a notaword).

JOHND  - BAD TO THE BONE

On the day he was born, the nurses all gathered 'round
And they gazed in wide wonder, at the evil they had found
The head nurse spoke up, and she said leave this one alone
She could tell right away, that he was Bad to the Bone
Bad to the Bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the Bone

He told a thousand lies, none of which he does rue
He'll tell a thousand more, before he is through
He wants to be your new mayor, and if that makes you groan
I'm here to tell ya honey, that he's Bad to the Bone
Bad to the Bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the Bone

He'll put down Ms Melodye, with an unseemly zeal
And doesn't seem to notice, that he comes off as a heel
He wants to be your new mayor, and if that makes you moan
I'm here to to tell ya sweetie, that he's Bad to the Bone
Bad to the Bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the Bone

Now when he walks the streets, the Cape Verdeans step aside
They have seen how he used them, and they know that he lied
He wants to be your new mayor, a thought that's his alone
My job to tell ya, voters, that he's Bad to the Bone
Bad to the Bone
B-B-B-B-bad
Bad to the Bone

Last edited by notalawyer (2009-11-21 17:00:50)