Where The Bad Things Go Lyrics

I'm outside of the liquor store

And guess who walks in through the door

A pretty little thing I used to know

I ask her where the hell she's been

She said she's staying with a friend

And there's a party would it fancy me to go

I tell her what the hell why not

Lately I'm feeling kind of hot

I've got a hundred different problems in my face

And as we're going up the stairs

Smoke is pouring through the air

I tell her baby this is sure my kind of place

(Here we go again)

Oh no I'm a sucker for wherever the bad things go

And if there's only one thing in life

That a sucker like me should know

You've got to keep your eyes always open

Hands on your money

Get the hell out quick when them fools acting funny

You can't trust no-one

See an outlaw's all alone

If you ain't ready for whatever then you best go home

So now I'm sitting at a poker table

Got a bottle black label

Chasing hands that just don't ever come

I see a blonde girl looking at me

Turns around she got a fatty

And I'm thinking to myself that look like fun

Walking over to her section

Tell her baby you're perfection

Is there something that I can get you to drink

Well then she gives me a smile

Conversates me for a while

I'm sucker punched before I have no time to think

(Here we go again)

Oh no I'm a sucker for wherever the bad things go

And if there's only one thing in life

That a sucker like me should know

You've got to keep your eyes always open

Hands on your money

Get the hell out quick when them fools acting funny

You can't trust no-one

See an outlaw's all alone

If you ain't ready for whatever then you best go home

After a second I recover

All the people start to hover

And it's looking like I got myself a fight

I can feel my blood rushin'

Though I might have a concussion

But I'll tell you what this is my kind of night

So I smash him with a left hook

Watch him fall back to the floor

And everybody round me hears a massive pop

Then that blonde girl starts to scream

And then she looks at me all mean

And says nice going guy my boyfriend is a cop

(Here we go again)

Oh no I'm a sucker for wherever the bad things go

And if there's only one thing in life

That a sucker like me should know

You've got to keep your eyes always open

Hands on your money

Get the hell out quick when them fools acting funny

You can't trust no-one

See an outlaw's all alone

If you ain't ready for whatever then you best go home

Now I'm in the pen with my old friends

I gotta call my girl again

And ask her to put money on my books

Well I'm hanging in a cell with stewy

Playing guitar watching movies

Mixing awful food that we call cooks

It's so long 'til I get out

I get so pissed I have to shout

It drives me mad to know this is my kind of luck

Now I won't get laid for years

I will forget the taste of beer

I'll tell you what this prison shit completely sucks

(Here we go again)

Oh no I'm a sucker for wherever the bad things go

And if there's only one thing in life

That a sucker like me should know

You've got to keep your eyes always open

Hands on your money

Get the hell out quick when them fools acting funny

You can't trust no-one

See an outlaw's all alone

If you ain't ready for whatever then you best go home

(Here we go again)

Oh no I'm a sucker for wherever the bad things go

And if there's only one thing in life

That a sucker like me should know

You've got to keep your eyes always open

Hands on your money

Get the hell out quick when them fools acting funny

You can't trust no-one

See an outlaw's all alone

If you ain't ready for whatever then you best go home