In this supermarket city

Among the native smiles

You have to pay for attention

And do the best you can

There's a raging silence

And it's charged with action

Got no time for weakness

'Cause I'm a bad bad man



Down the streets of darkness

Where they know my name

Lies a force of evil

And a destructive plan

There's no time for questions

When you run into danger

Don't get too close to me

'Cause I'm a bad bad man



I'm working for the L.A. division

To stop the inner city collision

I'm bringing law and order

To the twenty-first century



I don't care for politics

You can keep your point of view

You'd be better off without it

I got my own bad plan



A tough cop has a lonely existence

A reputation of

The highest resistance

A mean runner bringing order

To the twenty-first century



I don't believe in passion

Don't believe in feelings

I take peace from the wicked

Run and hide while you can

I got no time for small talk

Got no time for off-the-wall talk

Don't care who I tread on

'Cause I'm a bad bad man



Bad bad man, I'm a bad bad man ...