Shotgun Son - Masters Of Reality

When they come the hear the shotgun sing

It shines just like a diamond ring

Can’t wait to see what the night will give

The wind hits hard where the losers live

White… light

White… light

Now they’re talking about a war again

Settling a score again

About salt and rain and babies born

Paying back and being scorned

White… light

White… light

Shotgun son

When they come the hear the shotgun sing

And it shines just like a diamond ring

Can’t wait to see what the night will give

The wind hits hard where the losers live

White… light

White… light

Shotgun son

Shotgun son

Shotgun run

Shotgun run