When I was just a little boy
I really longed to have a gun
But when I said so to my mum
I saw she wouldn’t buy me one
But my young mind would not forget
And so I couldn't just give up
That night when all was still and quiet
I went and stole my money box
Oh bloody gun ..
I smashed the pig I bought a gun
My mama said now no more cake ...
For your birthday no cake
When I was just a little boy
My goals were surely well defined
And what I saw was what I got
And I just saw that bloody gun
What a delusion ...
I fell for passion ...
Oh bloody gun ...
I smashed ..