Son-Of-A-Gun - Hoodoo Gurus

I’ve landed myself in a jam

I knew it the moment the prison door slammed

I shot a man dead just to show how tough I am

It wasn’t planned

The way it went down it was late

I got a bit fresh with some other man’s date

He met me outside and that’s where he met his fate

(A big mistake)

My lawyer said I had no «just cause»

And the best I could do was to clutch at straws

Now you son-of-a-gun, look at what you’ve done

My record was no help at all

I’ve got a string of convictions since juvenile hall

I stood up in court and they nailed me to the wall

(And that was all…)

The jury were sure that I lied

It took all of ten minutes for those good people to decide

The judge hid a smile as he sentenced me with pride

Nobody cried

Now I’m looking at twenty before parole

By the time I get out of here I’ll be old

Now you son-of-a-gun, look at what you’ve done

You son-of-a-gun, you’re missing all the fun

What I wouldn’t give now to have a good time with my friends…

And what I wouldn’t give now to live my life over again

I’d do it all over again!

I’m sick of the everyday grind

And in a world without women’s about to make me go blind

They say life goes on but, then, I put mine behind

Just doing time.

Just doing time

I got the conviction that I was framed

But I’ll still be stuck in here all the same

Now, you son-of-a-gun, look at what you’ve done

Yeah, you son-of-a-gun, you’re missing all the fun