Masters Of Reality

Shotgun Son

Masters Of Reality


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
they're talking about a war again 
settling a score again about salt and rain and babies born 
about paying back and being scorned 
white light white light
shotgun son
shotgun run