Son of a Gun

He's got a gun and he's angry He has fun when he's angry He doesn't have any family He grabs his gun, he's so scary He's a son of a gun He's a son of a gun He has blood on his t-shirt He covers the blood with a sweatshirt He can't think his mind is a blur He has no heart it's buried in the dirt He's a son of a gun He's a son of a gun He has no face just his attitude He has a shotgun for a tattoo He points his gun into a room He's in the paper, he's the next issue He's a son of a gun He's a son of a gun He's got a gun and he's angry He has fun when he's angry He doesn't have any family He grabs his gun he's so scary