Do you want to sit around and choose
Well, get ready world, your about to loose
Don't come to me with that same old run
I'm the ba*tard son of a loaded gun
I'm the ba*tard son
I'm the ba*tard son
I'm the ba*tard son
ba*tard son, ba*tard son
Of a loaded gun
Stay out of my path, stay out of my way
You don't want to make my f**ing day
When I bust your sh**, you'll know where I'm from
I'll blow your brains out with a gun
I'm the ba*tard son
I'm the ba*tard son
I'm the ba*tard son
ba*tard son, ba*tard son
Of a loaded gun
I don't give a f** about life's too short
I hold my meetings in the devil's court
It won't bother me if just for fun
I'll blow your f**ing brains out with a gun
I'm the ba*tard son
I'm the ba*tard son
I'm the ba*tard son
ba*tard son, ba*tard son
Of a loaded gun
I'll deceive you, you're not my friend
I'll bring your life to a brutal end
When the blood starts pumping, I'll have my fun
I'm the ba*tard son of a loaded gun
I'm the ba*tard son
I'm the ba*tard son
I'm the ba*tard son
ba*tard son, ba*tard son
Of a loaded gun