My mother felt the kicks back in seventy six
Ever since that day she couldn't handle the prick
Later she she would go on give me straight as in my hand
But I'm a high school dropout that was more than she could stand
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
Honey I was born under a blackened sun
My cousin told me: Johnny you're an illegitimate pup
Your dead beat Daddy drove away before he sobered up
You're Mum was runnin' after from the sheets down to the street
Raised her middle finger to the loser in the heep
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
Honey I was born under a blackened sun
Dead Express - Bastard Son Lyrics
Dead Express - Bastard Son Lyrics
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My mother felt the kicks back in seventy six
Ever since that day she couldn't handle the prick
Later she she would go on give me straight as in my hand
But I'm a high school dropout that was more than she could stand
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
Honey I was born under a blackened sun
My cousin told me: Johnny you're an illegitimate pup
Your dead beat Daddy drove away before he sobered up
You're Mum was runnin' after from the sheets down to the street
Raised her middle finger to the loser in the heep
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
Honey I was born under a blackened sun
Ever since that day she couldn't handle the prick
Later she she would go on give me straight as in my hand
But I'm a high school dropout that was more than she could stand
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
Honey I was born under a blackened sun
My cousin told me: Johnny you're an illegitimate pup
Your dead beat Daddy drove away before he sobered up
You're Mum was runnin' after from the sheets down to the street
Raised her middle finger to the loser in the heep
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
I'm a Bastard, Bastard son
Honey I was born under a blackened sun
Writer: DAVID ANDERSSON, FREDRIK SKEPPSTEDT, JAN LINDELL, JOAN WAHLGREN, MATTIAS LIND
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Performed By: Dead Express
Length: 2:15
Written by: DAVID ANDERSSON, FREDRIK SKEPPSTEDT, JAN LINDELL, JOAN WAHLGREN, MATTIAS LIND