When I was just a little boyI really longed to have a gunbut when
I said to my mumI saw she wouldn't buy me oneBut my young
mind would not forgetand so I couldn't just give upthat
night when all was still and quietI went and stole my money
boxOh bloody gun ...I smashed the pig I bought a gunmy mama said
now no more cake ...for your birthday no cakewhen I was just a
little boymy goals were surely well definedand what I saw was
what I gotand I just saw that bloody gunWhat a delusion ...I
fell for passion ...Oh bloody gun ...I smashed ...