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Here comes the son and he's got a gun
Here comes the son and he's on the run
Here comes the son and he's tired of being picked on
I don't have the answers
I'm looking for the truth
You can take me as I am
I give it all to you
This world can break you to a million pieces
Stab you in the back and spit in your face
Then turn and ask you for a urine sample
He's going to put the world in its' place
Here comes the son and he's got a gun
Here comes the son and he's on the run
Here comes the son and he's tired of being picked on
I don't have the answers
I'm looking for the truth
You can take me as I am
I give it all to you
You go to school to get an education
To meet some friends and make some memories
You see the stuck up and self righteous
Acting like phony celebrity
Here comes the son and he's got a gun
Here comes the son and he's on the run
Here comes the son and he's tired of being picked on
I don't have the answers
I'm looking for the truth
You can take me as I am
I give it all to you
You think there's problems' being an adult
You think there's pressure just to get along
Those dreams you had when you were younger
If you're gonna make it then you gotta be strong
A loser never tries to pick your mat up and walk
There's nothing cheaper than good intentions and talk
If you're gonna make it then you gotta have faith
Because the world is waiting to take your dreams away
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| Lyric Credits: |
Jim Becker |
| Music Credits: |
Jim Becker |
| Producer Credits: |
Jim Becker |
| Publisher Credits: |
Foggy Idea Music |
| Performance Credits: |
Beckerjim |
| Label Credits: |
Foggy Idea Music |
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| Song Length: |
3:08 |
| Primary Genre: |
Rock-General |
| Secondary Genre: |
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| Tempo / Feel: |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
| Lead Vocal: |
Male Vocal |
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