Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Badlands’ by AC/DC. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of AC/DC or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
I’m a pistol packin’ man
With a gun in my hand
Lookin’ for a woman that’ll understand
You like to roll and I like to ride
I’ll stop at nothing never take me alive
I’m a man with a fast hand
Lovin’ on a last stand
Outlaw quick draw
Evil talkin’ bandit man
In the badlands
In the badlands
I got a .45 that’ll make you fry
Burn your chassis lassie like the 4th of July
I ride it hard I ride it high
Make love to you till you reach for the sky
I’m a man with a fast hand
Got it on a last stand
Outlaw, quick draw
Evil talkin’ bandit man
In the badlands
In the badlands
In the badlands
In the badlands
Well I’m guilty
Saddle up my six pack
Ain’t gonna back track
My shooter loaded
Come on girl I’m gonna give you a thrill
In the badlands
In the badlands
In the badlands
In the badlands
In the badlands, looking for a woman
In the badlands, as bad as me
In the badlands, gonna take her with me
In the badlands
Yeah