that guitar playin' son-of-a bitch? is a question common asked. On his head a bucket of chicken bones. On his face a plastic mask. He's the bastard son
You lied to me... [Fred Casely] That's right, sweetheart. That's right. [Roxie Hart] You son of a bitch... (shoot) Son of a bitch! You son of a bitch
land all women gave birth to man. Raped by the wind and forced to bring life to the hundred bastard sons. The unholy ones will give strength for all
is always peace Yo son, you know I just got released? ?I was on the block and got bagged by pussy police And they the reason why Calvin is deceased? The bullshit will
half a million dollars right in my motherfuckin face And I'm tryin to ignore it But sometimes I get tempted to make a motherfuckin run for it The thought alone
asked. On his head a bucket of chicken bones, on his face a plaster mask. He's the bastard son of a preacher man, on the town he left a stain. They made
pen and pad for the week and hittin' nails while i'm sleeping a two day stay, you may say i need the time alone to relax my dome, no phone, left the 9
You are the child of the bastard son [repeat chorus] We ride the whore We tramp upon the saviour of thine We are those Gods left behind [repeat chorus
me whole Son of judas bring the saints to my revenge - resurrection bring me home I've faced the things i've said and done There is no bastard left
of this in one man i am rock 'n roll i am classical, country and soul i am the nun and the flasher i am the father, the son and the bastard i am the church
Son of Judas, bring the Saints to my revenge Resurrection bring me home I've faced the things I've said and done There is no bastard left to overcome
take a breath And I ain't excepting this bullshit I'm livin just like I ain't excepting death Preconception left you son-of-bitch you stuck Hit you with
he been known To stirr some shit up when he in that zone [Bridge x2] Better leave that boy alone Better leave that boy alone Better leave that boy alone
, stronger as I learn By his hand, I understand I was told to burn Bastard son, your saving grace Left alone I found my place I find love in what I steal You should of left
as I learn By his hand, I understand I was told to burn Bastard son, your saving grace Left alone I found my place I find love in what I steal You should of left
I've done to set you free I can barely hold myself Fascination, stimulation, stronger as I learn By his hand, I understand I was told to burn Bastard son, your saving grace Left alone
and pad for the week and hittin nails while I'm sleepin A two day stay, you may say I need the time alone to relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at
pad for the week and hittin L's while I'm sleepin A two day stay, you may say I need the time alone to relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home You