Son of a Gun - Live in Studio
One foot out of the door
Can't take it no more
At the end of my rope
I'm about to explode
On a hard day's night
I want to start a fight
Throw down a few drinks
And unlearn how to think
Raise your glass
Drink it up
If I'm pissing you off
I won't stay in my lane
I'll rain on your parade
'Cause I'll never be
What you want me to be
I'm a son of a gun
And I don't give a fuck
Guess I'll always feel like
A thorn in your side
I've tried to change
But I can't seem to shake
I scream and I cuss
Such a pain in the ass
I complain and complain
Who listens anyway?
Raise your glass
Drink it up
If I'm pissing you off
I won't stay in my lane
I'll rain on your parade
'Cause I'll never be
What you want me to be
I'm a son of a gun
And I don't give a fuck
Listen up everyone
I mean no harm
Need a little bit of time
To let it all out
A drink in my hand
A bad week in my head
And a strong tendency
To fuck everything up
Raise your glass
Drink it up
If I'm pissing you off
I won't stay in my lane
I'll rain on your parade
'Cause I'll never be
What you want me to be
I'm a son of a gun
And I'm just having fun
I'm a son of a gun
Living life on the run
I'm a son of a gun
And I don't give a fuck
Can't take it no more
At the end of my rope
I'm about to explode
On a hard day's night
I want to start a fight
Throw down a few drinks
And unlearn how to think
Raise your glass
Drink it up
If I'm pissing you off
I won't stay in my lane
I'll rain on your parade
'Cause I'll never be
What you want me to be
I'm a son of a gun
And I don't give a fuck
Guess I'll always feel like
A thorn in your side
I've tried to change
But I can't seem to shake
I scream and I cuss
Such a pain in the ass
I complain and complain
Who listens anyway?
Raise your glass
Drink it up
If I'm pissing you off
I won't stay in my lane
I'll rain on your parade
'Cause I'll never be
What you want me to be
I'm a son of a gun
And I don't give a fuck
Listen up everyone
I mean no harm
Need a little bit of time
To let it all out
A drink in my hand
A bad week in my head
And a strong tendency
To fuck everything up
Raise your glass
Drink it up
If I'm pissing you off
I won't stay in my lane
I'll rain on your parade
'Cause I'll never be
What you want me to be
I'm a son of a gun
And I'm just having fun
I'm a son of a gun
Living life on the run
I'm a son of a gun
And I don't give a fuck
Credits
Writer(s): Giacomo Scaglianti
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