Too late, I already found what I was looking for I'm falling down Five thousand houses burning down, yeah You know it wasn't you No, it wasn't you, no Falling down And 15 thousand people scream They were all begging for your dream No one is gonna save

I bleed it out Digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going

I'm a good heart yute Yo yo, yeah, uh I got good parts, and bad parts, but good arse yute (Umm) Yeah, you got a good arm too (Yeah) You said he's dodgy but I should ask you (Switch it) They say man are vicious I say man are dodgy, they move mad

It ain't right, babe, no It ain't right, no no Mama, don't do that you know It ain't right, yeah, boy boy. It ain't right, yeah, boy boy. All the "bad boys" want some brawl, it's tricky And girls enjoy, they feel so lucky Laughing at weeds running out

Yeah, breakin' up the house They're breakin' up the house Yeah, they're breakin' up the house And if they don't have a meetin' Yes, they're breakin' up the house If they don't have a meetin' Over in the house every night I bet they have a meetin' and

They call me the workin' man I guess that's what I am It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin'

Until you use me up Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up My friends feel it's their appointed duty They keep trying to tell me all you want to do is use me But my answer yeah to all that use me stuff Is I want to spread the news that if it

Yeah I, I've seen those girls I think they look pretty cool But, you know, one thing I, I ya know That whole attitude about, ya know Dressing in the baggy clothes It's, I dunno I, I'm not into that I think it's kinda, kinda lame, ya know But, ah, maybe

Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow All I give a fuck about is that dinero They say "You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?" I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow The British are here The Bay is here, you know? Pull up in that Bruce Wayne

Whoa whoa whoa Here's one for the underdogs Let 'em hear you ya'll Well hell yeah they might get knocked down But everybody loves how they don't stay down for long Pretty soon they're ten feet tall From odds stacked, can't win, to the comeback kid Yeah