Roarin’ up the highway I’m a man on the move I’m a .30-06 burnin’ out the groove Get outa my way or I’m gonna get mean You better move aside for me and my Bad Machine
Yeah my Bad Machine, my Bad Machine Yeah my Bad Machine I gotta a Bad Machine
Don’t ya roll down my road or you’ll have to pay I’ll run you down just get in my way Dertoit and Milwaukee build ‘em hard and lean There ain’t no messin’ with my Bad Machine
Yeah my Bad Machine, my Bad Machine Yeah my Bad Machine I gotta a Bad Machine
Burnin’ gasoline and rubber spewin’ smoke in the air The E.P.A. don’t like it my Bad machine don’t care Havin’ good dirty fun always better than clean There ain’t never been nothin’ like my Bad Machine
The Motor City burns when I stomp her down Everybody knows she’s the baddest around We’re tearin’ up the highway like you ain’t never seen Ain’t no messin’ with my Bad Machine
Yeah my Bad Machine, my Bad Machine Bad Machine, Bad Machine, Yeah I gotta Bad Machine