Texty: Masters of Reality. Shotgun Son.

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