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Bad Company
Bad Company


Background information
Origin England
Genre(s) Hard Rock
Blues Rock
Years active 1973—present
Label(s) Island Records
Atlantic Records
Swan Song Records
Associated acts Queen
Free
The Firm
Mott the Hoople
King Crimson
Website Website
Members
Simon Kirke
Paul Rodgers
Mick Ralphs



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Bad Company Album


Rough Diamonds (1982)
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The neon lights go flashing by
Electric Land is in my eyes
The underworld is on the move
And everybody's got something to prove

The taxi driver delivers the news
Somebody out there has blown a fuse
We're passing the scene a man is dead
A thirty eight blew away his head

A jolt of lightning set's me back a pace
Feel like a visitor from outer space
Please excuse me if I don't quite understand
I'm just a stranger in Electric Land

Willing to have a good time
You live for the moment the moment is fine
You're up in your room the lights are low
Before you know it's time for the show

A jolt of lightning set's me back a pace
Feel like a visitor from outer space
Please excuse me if I don't quite understand
I'm just a stranger in Electric Land

. . .



Like a pair of open wings, you bind me,
To a world, I helped you build around me,
Our gilded cage has turned into a prison cell,
Like a dream when it dies becomes an empty shell.

Untie the knot, the hold over me
you got
Untie the knot, the hold over me
you got

Like a slave who's bound in chains, a broken man,
Like a pain no one could ever understand
That's the spark that lights the fire deep inside
As long as you ain't no blue
in my sky,

Untie the knot, the hold over
me you got
Untie the knot, the hold over
me that you got

Set me free from these chains,
The time has come to
rearrange our destiny

Untie the knot, the knot,

Untie the knot, untie, untie, set me free, set me free


. . .


Burrell

Everybody's worryin' 'bout the fight in the high street
Everybody's worried 'bout the debts that they can't meet
Well you work till you're wet with sweat
And what do you get ? Nuthin' on the T.V.

All I ever hear about is ayatollahs
The headline scream and the newscast hollers
What's gonna happen next ? Is anybody guess ?
I'm just a rock 'n' roller.

They got videos remote controls
You better believe me and watchin' repeats
Does nothin' but grieve me.

We all know about rising inflation
It sure ain't no cause for no celebration
And if that ain't enough, there ain't no sun
I've got to become an overnight sensation, overnight sensation.

…………….

. . .


A story bout a street girl named Genius
Give herself a name thought it would bring her fame

Sang poetry and mime on the street corner line
Dancin' to a maze of passers by

(chorus)

In her blue jeans and her painted face
She took your mind through time and space

If desire could bring you everything you wanted
She woulda had it all a long, long time ago

In her mind she was reflecting the society we live in
That's enough to make a woman's heart go cold


(chorus)

In her blue jeans and her painted face
She took your mind through time and space

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
La,la,la,la,la,la
La,la,la,la,la,la
La,la,la,la,la,la

(chorus)

In her blue jeans and her painted face
She took your mind through time and space

It was a big night and the audience was expected
And a ******* as she took the stage
And as she began to weave her magic
It was spellbound and under up in a ****

(chorus)

In her blue jeans and her painted face
She took your mind through time and space

(chorus) Improv

. . .


Ralphs

I was brought up in a back street
Working every night and day
Fought like a man for everything that I am
I got the kickdown, yeah.

Well I came back with a vengeance
Searching for that southern gold
One of these days I'm gonna blow their minds
Before the kickdown, yeah.

But we made it together, made it together
Hell or high water's gonna take me away.

But we made it together, made it together
Hell or high water's gonna take me away.

Money came in, I bought everything
Tried to keep it all together
Hold on tight 'cause in the middle of the night
You get the kickdown, yeah.

I was brought up in a back street
Working every night and day
I fought like a man for everything that I am
I got the kickdown
Well I fought like a man for everything that I am
I got the kickdown, yeah yeah yeah.

……………………..
……………….. kick me down, no no
…………………… this place
…………..

. . .


Who is that band the're been raving about?
Who is that band selling all the girls out?
They've turned the music bus'ness inside out
What is their name? It's on the tip of my tongue
You know the ones you must have heard the song
It's played a rakett all day long

The critics acclaimed'em said you boys are the end
You're gonna take over from our last weeks trends
You're gonna be huge once your advance to spend
Sonny watch your money cause now baby you're in rock'n' roll

Well nobody's has heard'em till an hour ago


Well now they're livin' out on Malibu Beach
They got luxury homes and toilets with phones
But a knighthood is still out of reach
It can't be bad I've heard the woman are rife
Hope they ain't dump though and get sued by a wife
And end up paying for the rest of their life

Sonny watch your money cause now baby you're in rock'n' roll
Sonny watch your money cause now baby you're in rock'n' roll
Sonny watch your money cause now baby you're in rock'n' roll

. . .


Rodgers

Oh I know I'm a cross country boy
Down that road I'm a-singin' my joy
Well I've been to every city, every city but a few
And if I didn't get there, you know I'm go into.

'Cause I know I'm a cross country boy
Down that road I'm singin' my joy, yeah.

Well I climbed the highest mountain, swam the deepest sea
I've even given notice to the space academy, oh yeah.

I told them I know I'm a cross country boy
Down that road I'm singin' my joy.

Yeah yes I know I'm a cross country boy
Down that road I'm singin' my joy.

Yeah yes I know I'm a cross country boy
Down that road I'm singin' my joy.

Oh I know I'm a cross country boy
Yes I know I'm a-singin' my joy
Singin' my joy, singin' my joy, singin' my joy, singin' my joy
Oh yeah I'm a cross country boy
Down that road I'm singin' my joy
Singin' my joy, singin' my joy, singin' my joy, singin' my joy
Singin' my joy, singin' my joy.

. . .


I took a trip down to Old Mexico
I was lookin' for some fun and laughter

I met a woman said gimme your money
And I'll show you everything your after

I was taken to a sleazy room
And she handed me a Mexican cocktail

When I woke up in the mornin' light
I was a locked in the county jail

(chorus)

I was broke
I was busted
I was broke
I was busted

Paid the man some to set me free
And I headed for the borderline

Cross the frontier and I drove like the devil
Tryin' to get back to the shack that was mine

“Pull over son” said the man with the gun
“I believe your breakin' the law”

Open the trunk and my heart just sunk
I knew they gotta had it for sure

(chorus)

I was broke
I was busted
I was broke
I was busted

Guitar riff

(chorus)

I was broke
Mama mama I was busted
I was broke
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mama, mama, mama, mama.mama,mama.mama…..

Improv and guitar out….

. . .



I'm a downhill ryder, babe I ain't going down slow
I'm a downhill ryder; I get the urge that it's time to go

Take my cue from my old guitar,
that I used to play,
Underneath the moon and the
stars, 'til the break of day

I'm a free flying glider, got my
head up in the clouds
I'm a free flying glider; I don't ever want to come down

Take my cue from the moon and
the stars that I used to play,
Underneath with my old guitar 'til the break of day, Yeah.

All across the nation I can feel a vibration,
Let it in your mind, let it shine.
Take my cue from the moon and the stars,
That I used to play, underneath with my old guitar,
'Til the break of day, all across the nation,
I can feel the vibration, let it in your mind,
It's going to shine, yes it's going to shine
Well I'm a downhill ryder,
I'm a down, down, down, down, downhill ryder,
Got the wind in my sails; baby I'm a cool man,
Down, down, down, downhill ryder,
Down, down, down


. . .


Rodgers

You spend all your life waitin' for the main event
Twenty four hours a day and all of it spent.

On the racetrack living on the edge
On the racetrack living on the edge.

Making breaking records is all that you need
You can't live without it 'cause you're hooked on the speed.

On the racetrack living on the edge
On the racetrack living on the edge.

It's everything to you, it's all that you know
The start of the race, you hear the engines roar.

On the racetrack living on the edge
On the racetrack living on the edge, yeah.

It's a racetrack living on the edge
It's a racetrack living on the edge.

Racetrack living on the edge
Racetrack living on the edge.

……… you've been waiting for
You see ……………………
………………………..
Mmm, ……………, yeah

Come on baby
Come on baby, do it for me now, hu-hu
I need you, feel your engine
……, come on baby
Come on baby, baby, do it, do it
….

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