Well mama wasn't too proud
About what her son had done
You know he went in the crowd
With his loaded gun
Bang, Bang, Bang
Bang, Bang, Bang
Well he had papa's eyes
Glazed from drinking anger's cup
You know he wrote it all down
And said it must be done
Bang, Bang, Bang
Bang, Bang, Bang
I've seen this scene
So many times in my poor head
I wish, I wish I was dreaming but I'm wide awake
It's building up, It's building up
Bang, Bang, Bang
Bang, Bang, Bang
As his cross hairs watered up
His clammy fingers tightened round
He longed to hear the echo
Of that awful sound
Bang, Bang, Bang
Bang, Bang, Bang
The blue men came runnin' up
Fingers itching from the rush
Before he could make a sound
He was six feet under
Bang, Bang, Bang
Bang, Bang, Bang
I've seen this scene
So many times in my poor head
I wish, I wish I was dreaming but I'm wide awake
It's building up, It's building up
Bang, Bang, Bang
Bang, Bang, Bang