Badlands 

 

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1. Lights out tonight, trouble in the heartland.
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Got a head on collision smashing in my guts man.
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I’m caught in a crossfire that I don’t understand,
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but there’s one thing I know for sure girl.
I don’t give a damn for the same old played out scenes.
I don’t give a damn for just the in betweens.
Honey I want the heart, I want the soul, I want control right now.
You better listen to me baby. 

 

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Bridge. Talk about a dream. Try to make it real. You wake up in the night with a fear so real.
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You spend your life waiting for a moment that just don’t come.
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Well, don’t waste your time waiting. 

 

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Refr. Badlands, you gotta live it everyday.
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Let the broken heart stand for the price you gotta pay.
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We’ll keep pushing ‘till it’s understood and these badlands start treating us good. 

 

2. Working in the fields, till you get your back burned.
Working ‘neath the wheel, till you get your facts learned.
Baby, I’ve got my facts learned real good right now.
You better get it straight darling.
Poor man wanna be rich, rich man wanna be king
and a king ain’t satisfied till he rules everything.
I wanna go out tonight. I wanna find out what I got. 

 

Bridge 2. I believe in the love that you gave me, I believe in the faith that can save me,
I believe in the hope and I pray that someday it may raise me above these… 

 

Refr. 

 

3. For the ones who had a notion, a notion deep inside
that it ain’t no sin to be glad you’re alive.
I wanna find one face that ain’t looking through me.
I wanna find one place, I  wanna spit in the face of these… 

 

Refr. 

 

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End. Badlands! Whoa, oa, oa, oa.  :|