GG Allin And The Murder Junkies - Bastard Son Of A Loaded Gun | Текст песни

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• Bastard Son Of A Loaded Gun

Do you want to sit around and choose
Well, get ready world, your about to loose
Don`t come to me with that same old run
I`m the bastard son of a loaded gun

I`m the bastard son
I`m the bastard son
I`m the bastard son
Bastard son, bastard son
Of a loaded gun

Stay out of my path, stay out of my way
You don`t want to make my fucking day
When I bust your shit, you`ll know where I`m from
I`ll blow your brains out with a gun

I`m the bastard son
I`m the bastard son
I`m the bastard son
Bastard son, bastard son
Of a loaded gun

I don`t give a fuck about life`s too short
I hold my meetings in the devil`s court
It won`t bother me if just for fun
I`ll blow your fucking brains out with a gun

I`m the bastard son
I`m the bastard son
I`m the bastard son
Bastard son, bastard son
Of a loaded gun

I`ll deceive you, you`re not my friend
I`ll bring your life to a brutal end
When the blood starts pumping, I`ll have my fun
I`m the bastard son of a loaded gun

I`m the bastard son
I`m the bastard son
I`m the bastard son
Bastard son, bastard son
Of a loaded gun