Son Of A Gun

Take time, look around, don't sympathise
Watch me now I'm about to shoot for the sky

I'm a son of gun
And I have just begun
I'm a mess, I confess
But I won't stop till I'm done

Having a good time
Like I was mentally ill
There comes a bad time
Someone has to fool the bill

You'd better shut your mouth this time
No one can stop me, don't you try

Like Jack, Jimmy, Paul Jones and the Stones
Gonna kick your ass, gonna break your bones

I'm a son of gun
And I have just begun
I'm a mess, I confess
But I won't stop till I'm done

Take time, look around, don't sympathise...

[Tekst i adnotacje na Rock Genius Polska]