Good Folks Bad Folks

I live on the bad side of town (bad side of town)
Where everything bad goes down (down, down, down)
I walk home my face all (black) black and blue
There's some guy on my doorstep talking to my wife

Yesterday a man
Lying face down in the gutter
Knife in his hand and no ID
Six bad cops all standing around

Good folks do live here
But they live in fear
Of all the bad folks driving around
Shooting their guns all over town
God knows why he stays
Oh yeah, it’s a hell of a place
God knows why he stays
Oh yeah, it's a hell of a place

Over here in my bad side of town (bad side of town)
Eleven guys all standing around a girl
What they want they'll never get it (never)
Why don’t they ever get it?

Good folks do live here
But they live in fear
Of all the bad folks driving around
Shooting their guns all over town
God knows why he stays
Oh yeah, it's a hell of a place
God knows why he stays
Oh yeah, it's a hell of a place
God knows why he stays
That's so true fellas, what you say?
God knows why he stays
Oh yeah, it's a hell of a place

Good folks live here
Good folks live here
And all the bad folks driving around
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shooting their guns
And all the bad folks driving around
Shooting their guns all over town
And all the bad folks driving around
Yeah, driving around
And all the bad folks driving around