To the haters, the takers, the liars, all the vultures And the bottom feeding scum The CCP, the enemy And every tin god with a badge and a gun You talk and talk, you preach and bitch But your words don't mean a thing You get what you give, you give what you get Just the way it's always been I choose death before dishonor I'd rather die than live down on my knees Bury me like a soldier with my dignity We are a company always on the run
A destiny, oh it's the rising sun I was born, a shotgun in my hands Behind the gun I'll make my final stand Yeah and that's why they call me
Bad company, I can't deny Bad, bad company until the day I die Rebel souls, deserters we've been called Chose a gun and strap on the sword Now these towns, will they all know our name? The Death Punch is our claim to fame And that's why they call me Bad company, I can't deny Bad, until the day i die Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth Blood for blood, we've all got to die.