Bad |
by John D. Evans |
He was bad So bad He said You can't deny me He came here Knowing He was bad He knew his purpose His passion His reason For being He broke down barricades He paved ways He was so bad He opened doors He made us dance He had us all singing In our red and black Leathers and pleathers With the V in the back Spinning and posing Saying: He he Moon walking With a single glove ********************* Rest in Peace King of Pop |