I say hello to your sister

Shes the one that I want

I hear shes got a pocket full of angels



I tell her I'll be her mirror

And we pretend that we're virgins

A silver lining stay on golden roses



Cut the skin, but you won't bruise it

'Cause they're girls, and they know how to use it



Born to kill, unfortunate son...

Juice & gin, and coming undone

Bottle spins, suck on your thumb

Born again, son of a gun



Say hi for me to Jesus

I hadn't seen him for a while

He blew a kiss, it missed me by a mile



I caught your smile at the funeral

It wasn't as white as the wedding

we on our knees, oh darlin' please, and we'll do our communion 



Born to kill, unfortunate son...

Juice & gin, and coming undone

Bottle spins, suck on your thumb

Born again, SON OF A GUN



Hey.........

  Hey Hey HEY yeah....



Born again, SON OF A GUN...

Born again, SON OF A GUN...

Born again, SON OF A GUN...

Born again, SON OF A GUN...