The Electric Alley - Son of a Gun - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — The Electric Alley - Son of a Gun lyrics

Artist: The Electric Alley

album: Apache

I'm sick and tired of what you want
I'm gonna do it myself
Your rotten soul can't stop the wheel that feeds my hungry head
Fire, fire, you burn my time
I know there's no coming back
You do the itching but I've learnt to scratch all over my back
I'm here to ride across the tracks
I am the son of a gun
I hide myself, I run away, I am a wanted man
Fire, fire, it's all a lie
There is no land full of gold
The men in black persuade their lust, but man, I won't be once more
You can't hold it, you just can't hold it
You can't break it, you just can't break it
You better run, run and try to leave it behind
Pain lover, undercover
Grapeshot, scars and stories
A bullet with a name, the son of a gun
They're feedin heads with empty threats
And I won't buy no more lies
The power of the question is the way to fight for our rights
Fire, fire you live and die
It's time for us to reborn
You stand still, let's make them see tonight we'll be raising a storm
You can't hold it, you just can't hold it
You can't break it, you just can't break it
You better run, run and try to leave it behind
Pain lover, undercover
Grapeshot, scars and stories
A bullet with a name, the son of a gun

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