Bad To The Bone

Through blogs and social networking, I’ve had the privilege of ‘meeting’ a bunch of tough, determined, funny and inspirational melanoma warriors. Just one example is a Facebook group called “Bad Ass Melanoma Warriors”. The name so fits. Do all of us have our bad days, suffering new psychological maladies like “scanxiety”? You bet, but we pick ourselves up (with a little help from our friends) and go on about our business of doing our best to kick the black cancer’s butt.

For all of you warriors, here’s a new version of George Thorogood’s “Bad to the Bone”…



On the day it was found, our doctors all grimaced and frowned
And they gazed in wide wonder, at dark moles that weren’t round
Those doctors spoke up, and they said this cancer we’ll own
They could tell right away, that we were bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone

We beat a thousand stats, since time we met you
We'll beat a thousand more baby, before we are through
Not gonna be yours black cancer, so leave us alone
We’re here to tell ya cancer, that we’re bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone

We make melanoma beg, we all have nerves of steel
We take toxic stuff that’s rough, and make our tumors squeal
Not gonna be yours melanoma, black cancer we’ll own
We’re here to tell ya honey, that we’re bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone

And when we walk the streets, wear sunscreen with big pride
Every suntan we see, all look like leather hides
We wanna tell ya silly baby, well ya see we had our own
We’re here to tell ya honey, that tan’s bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone