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Let The Bad Times Roll The Offspring Oh, baby, let the bad times roll Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, baby, let the bad times roll Oh, oh, oh We're gonna hang 'em high We're gonna shoot straight up in the air This eye is for an eye No need to ask and no need to care, yeah But don't be thinking we're crazy, crazy When you see all the hell that we're raising (raising) Don't be thinking we're crazy, crazy 'Cause the truth is what we're erasing And so I (I) I'm doing it all for you I (I) I'm doing it all for you Oh, baby, let the bad times roll Machiavelli flow, oh, oh, oh, oh Hey Lincoln, how does your grave roll? Oh, oh, oh Take what's right and make it wrong Make it up as I go along Let me know when you decide Apathy or suicide Oh, baby, let the bad times roll Oh, oh, oh Now it was all a lie (lie) But that bitch won't get in my way Keep shoutin' what I like (lock her up, lock
