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Fresh scrubbed baby, momma's kiss on his cheekSteps off the greyhound with money for a week.A wild eyed innoncent, he knows no fearIt takes more than heroes to survive down there.In the badlands, the badlands, the badlandsWell if you've got the bullets...They'll remember your name down there.Can't drink the water, can't breathe the airThey said it was exciting, never said it was fairYou're just another singer in a pilgrim's suitChased by the lines till you learn to shootIn the badlands, the badlands, the badlandsIf you've got those black diamondsThey'll remember your name down there.Badlands, well there's always a faster hand in the westRoom around town for only the bestOne false step and you'll be cut downFor some it's paradise, others it's hell.In the badlands, the badlands, the badlandsYeah, if you've got the bulletThey'll remember your name down there.They'll remember your name down there.They'll remember your name down there.You're gonna need some protection.You had better make your connections.