Тексты песни «Bad Life»

Call me up after midnight. Tell me I'm wrong, tell me I'm right. What do you want, what do I get? Did you just need the argument? Well, bad life. Cockroach city, lucky for some. Richest island in the sun. That's life...

Somewhere around the valley of the rouge, pissing cheap words on handbills and riding with death. Where all the lucky ones get ruined. When you'd rather get ruined than half eaten 'cause we're all beaten. Rather fluent...

Call me up after midnight. Tell me I'm wrong, tell me I'm right. What do you want, what do I get? Did you just need the argument? Well, bad life. Cockroach city, lucky for some. Richest island in the sun. That's life...