I want you to hear me a little
This is for all you bad boys
This is a story of the satanic rock n roll
I want you to put your hands in your pocket
Take ten dollars out and send it to me, ha ha

? ? ? ? (a main man? )
Listen to me baby, aint gonna say it again

When momma done school her son
? ? ? ?
Daddy dont take a no, no, no
Sends him to a (bullet affair? )
This boy is lost
Its a living nightmare
It aint fair

Chorus:
That boy he dont know how to lose
Hes out to win
He got the lot to call the last shot
Shaker, hes a breaker, hes a maker
Hes a landslide, landslide
Walking, talking, rocking landslide

Now momma he aint no toy
And never ever gets his share
(daddy expecting to ? ? ? ? his son? )
? ? ? ? room for air
This boy is lost
Its a rocking double dare
Hes out to stare

Chorus

(preacher) done say his prayer
Take him to the promised land
Momma ? ? ? ?
Never gonna ? ? ? ?
This boy is lost
? ? ? ? far off course
But hes the boss

Chorus

That mans a one man landslide
That boys a walk talk rocking landslide