Running Out Of Luck – Bad Lieutenant – letras

Company, always on the runDestiny is the rising sunOh, I was born 6-gun in my handBehind a gun I’ll make my final standThat’s why they call meBad companyAnd I can’t denyBad companyTill the day I dieOh, till the day I dieTill the day I dieRebel souls, deserters we are calledChose a gun and threw away the sunNow these towns, they all know our name6-gun sound is our claim to fameI can hear them sayBad companyAnd I won’t denyBad, bad companyTill the day I die, oo yeahTill the day I die, ooHeyBad companyAnd I can’t denyBad companyTill the day I dieAnd I say it’sBad company, oh yeah yeahBad companyTill the day I die, oh yeahTell me that you are not a thiefOh but I am bad companyIt’s the way I play dirty for dirtyOh, somebody double-crossed meDouble-cross, double-crossYeah, we’re bad company[Incomprehensible]