In a world rife with contradictions and chaos, The Offspring's track captures the essence of disillusionment and defiance. The lyrics portray a society that embraces turmoil and self-destruction, symbolized by phrases like "let the bad times roll." This anthem of apathy challenges listeners to confront the moral decay and political cynicism pervasive in contemporary culture. Through references to historical figures and modern controversies, the song critiques our tendency to manipulate truths for convenience and ignore pressing social issues. Ultimately, it serves as a satirical commentary on our collective inertia, questioning whether we choose apathy or take action against societal decline.
Let The Bad Times Roll
Lyrics
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 her up)
Now that's a good one I gotta say, yaeh
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'm turning my back on you
I (I)
I'm turning my back on you
Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
On a stripper pole, oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, fuck it, let the bad times roll
Oh, oh, oh (fuck it, fuck it)
Mexicans and blacks and Jews
Got it all figured out for you
Gonna build a wall, let you decide
Apathy or suicide
Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
Oh, oh, oh
Now I'm letting the bad times roll
Doing it all for you
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
Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
Let me know when you decide
Apathy or suicide
Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
(Fuck it, fuck it)
Oh, baby, let the bad times roll
Writer(s): Bryan Keith Holland
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
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