Son-Of-A-Gun

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.