Letras:
Oh Land Son Of A Gun

You son of a gun. You go down, down, down. This time I won?t save you When you drown, drown, drown You son of a gun. You son of a gun. Birds sing for

You son of a gun. You go down, down, down. This time I won?t save you When you drown, drown, drown You son of a gun. You son of a gun. Birds sing for

: Tell me why must a man be of service To his lord and the god seldom high From the grave spring the name of our fathers But there's no glint in a dead

more than the concrete Christ, more than a distant land over a shining sea, more than a hungry child, more like another time. Born of a million years, more than a

more than the concrete Christ, more than a distant land over a shining sea, more than a hungry child, more like another time. Born of a million years, more than a

like me to boast Please, my whole life is off of bets and numbers I take a G-4 land to that H2 Hummer Leave a 745 in LA for the summer Got the world

a savage, subservient son Get him shacked up, bloodied-up and sucking on a gun I want the style of a woman, the kiss of a man Introducing the band And

Eighty-Five percent tenants depend on welfare recipients Stapleton's been stamped as a concentration camp At night I walk through, third eye is bright as a

come from E A D E A D There's a girl and she warned me don't pick up that gun E A By the