Landslide

I want you to hear me out there…
This is for all you bad boys!
This is a story of the satan rock ‘n’ roll
I want you to put your hands in your pockets,
Take ten dollars out, and send it to me! Ha ha…

Yea-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah!
It ain’t legal! It ain’t fair!
Destined to be famous – gonna say it again!

When Momma don’t scold her son
What you gon’ do ‘bout that?
Daddy don’t take a no, no, no!
Sends him to a bullet affair.
This boy is lost…
It’s a living nightmare.
It ain’t fair!
That boy – he don’t know how to lose!
He’s out to win!
He got the lot to top the last shot!
Shaker; he’s a breaker; he’s a maker;
He’s a landslide!
Landslide!
Walking, talking, rocking landslide.

Now Momma he ain’t no toy
And never ever gets his share
Daddy’s stuck in a gunny sack;
Still, there’ll be room for air.
This boy is lost…
It’s a rocking double-dare!
He’s out to scare!
That boy he don’t know how to lose!
He’s out to win!
He got the lot to top the last shot!
Shaker; he’s a breaker; he’s a maker;
He’s a landslide!
Landslide!
Walking, talking, rocking landslide.
Who-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!

Landslide!
Landslide!
Landslide!
Landslide!
We-e-e-e-e-ell, preacher done said his prayer.
Take him to the promised land.
Momma don’t allow no good down here –
Never gonna get up there.
This boy is lost…
Like a river that’s far off course!
But he’s the boss!
That boy he don’t know how to lose!
He’s out to win!
He got the lot to top the last shot!
Breaker; he’s a shaker; he’s a maker;
He’s a landslide!
La-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-andslide!
Walking, talking, rocking landslide.
La-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-andslide!
Walking, talking, rocking landslide.
Landslide! Landslide!
That man’s a one man landslide!
Landslide! Landslide!
La-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-andslide!
That boy’s a walk-, talk-, rocking… (Oh!)
Landsli-i-i-i-i-i-i-ide!
Get out!