S.O.S. (Sawed Off Shotgun) Songtext
von The Glorious Sons

Mother I don′t wanna take my medicine
24 years in the gutter again, I'm losing it
I′m losing it
Everybody's acting like they're all alright
I can barely get myself to sleep at night, I′m sick of it
Yeah, I′m sick of it

Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun

Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun


I'd rather be crazy than to take these pills
I′m sick of being okay against my will
I'm losing it, I′m losing it
Ain't a thing in this world that I′m gonna miss
It's all fake smiles and leather jackets
We're full of it, yeah, we′re full of shit

I don′t know who to trust

Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun

Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun

I'm losing it
I bought a sawed-off shotgun

I′m losing it
I bought a sawed-off shotgun

I don't know who to trust
Maybe people like us


Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun

Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun

Yeah, they sent the taxman
I lost my job, and
You got hooked on oxycodone
They shut the lights off
They took the car, and
I bought a sawed-off shotgun