Bad.B is an old clan of space roamers thats been lurking in the depths of space waiting and slowly deterioating, fading away until now as the last surviver i had to emerge to start over and try to gather new members of kindred people.


As i plant my feet, one after another, i stamp the beat ,played by some other.
I dont know why , i am this doing, still feels shy, but i am still going.
They call it dance, but i dont care, i fall in trance, a feeling i share,
with all of those, finally on the floor, dancing like a fire hose, yelling for more more more.


Breaking in my new ship , flex it as a whip.
Mounting anything i might need, i don\xb4t do it out of greed.
Taking it into the unsecure space, this dark unforgiving place.
Seeking the thrill and danger, like a bloody power ranger.
I stand my ground against foe , soon i am another john doe.
Take the trip back in my pod, i say yes it is life and nod.
Back i go again with new ship, danger and despair is the trip......