ands (Album Version) - Bulletboys The neon streets are empty And moon's my only light Running in from the shadows But there's no running from the fight We'll find no pity for you city fools Where the shotgun makes the rules In the Badlands There

Badlands (Album Version) - Bulletboys The neon streets are empty And moon's my only light Running in from the shadows But there's no running from the fight We'll find no pity for you city fools Where the shotgun makes the rules In the Badlands There's a bad moon shining down Badlands (Badlands) Honey, we don't fool around Well, your mama can't protect you And you're the apple of her eye When the strange, hanging blues come to ya It's time to do or die It doesn't matter which is quicker Cyanide or sweet, sweet liquor In the Badlands There's a bad moon shining down Badlands (Badlands) Ooh, honey, we don't fool around I'm in the Badlands (Badlands) I don't know who I am Badlands (Badlands) You're really finding all you can It doesn't matter which is quicker Cyanide or sweet, sweet liquor In the Badlands In the Badlands (Badlands) Dead moon from the south Badlands (Badlands) Ooh, honey, we don't fuck around I'm in the Badlands (Badlands) Badlands (Badlands) B-b-b-b-b-badlands (Badlands) Badlands, ooh-oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Bad