When I was just a little boy

I really longed to have a gun

but when I said 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