Bad Torro Songtext
von Overhook

The cold wind doesn′t bother him
You can feel the power coming from within

Don't be wearing red
If you like your head
Don′t be pushing him
The line is thin
No, he ain't the devil
But these horns are real
No, he ain't a hero
But if you′re bad
These horns you′ll feel

Riding on the back of a Harley
Looking all kinds of gnarly

Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Pain and sorrow shall follow, Bad Torro
Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Bad Torro


Welcome to the city of evil
Please take my hand
I'm Evel Knievel
Let me take you down to the South
Show you what it′s all about
Judgement Day is coming
No one left
We're running

Riding on the back of a Harley
Looking all kinds of gnarly

Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Pain and sorrow shall follow, Bad Torro
Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Bad Torro

(Pain and sorrow shall follow
Pain and sorrow shall follow
Pain and sorrow shall follow
Pain and sorrow shall follow)
Gotta bow down to the lord of the underground!


Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Pain and sorrow shall follow, Bad Torro
Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro, Bad Torro
Bad Torro!