Bad, bad, wrong with the game Bad, bad, wrong with your brain Save me from myself before I'm going down My way, my kind of crazy, spinning round and round My body's in a mess from head to toe Got nothing to lose and nowhere to go Bad, bad, wrong with the game Bad, bad, wrong with the game I'm driving out of town, just follow my heart I think I'm gonna be a rock'n'roll star Thank God for coming, I can't give in yet I need a cheap guitar and one that ain't red Yo, yo, I gotta go, it's just another show Hey, hey, the sting of the death Hey, hey, the sting of the death Breaking night after night, day after day There's plenty of hope and no escape And I'm screaming and rolling like a monster train Destination's nowhere, I won't be late Yo, yo, I gotta go, it's just another show Hey, hey, the sting of the death Hey, hey, the sting of the death Hey, hey, the sting of the death Bad, bad, wrong with the game