Sports Gun

Son of a gun
From the airflow
Came a feeling gushing through you
Quite deceiving
But, boy, you need it
Like a playback, locomotive
"Man, do you think the crowd will dream about it?"
"Well, I sure don't doubt it"

A-ankara
A-ankara
A-ankara
A-ankara

Referee, leave that man alone

Son of a gun
From the grindset of a good plan
Came the time for execution
Just as we practiced
Was a moment so envisioned
From the get-go of the time I dreamt about it
And now it happened

No turning back
I feel alive
No turning back
I feel alive tonight

Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun

Son of a gun
When the ball boys gather earfuls
The only thing they'll think in agony
Is how it happened

Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun