He's the son of the b**h He's the son of a fool Sign of the times No exception he's the rule He's down on his luck He's down on his knees Cut really deep He knows how to bleed He's the son of the dog You'll see him run with the pack He won't look you in the eyes He'll stab you in the back The son of the dog Only runs with the pack He'll take your life He won't look back Son of a - he's a son of a b**h He's a son of a - He's a son of a b**h Hear the woman of the streets She never learned how to cry She'll spread her wings She'll never fly Woman of the night She hangs like a bat She'll scratch at your eyes Fight like a cat Hear the lost, hear the lonely Hear the fool, that won't get to see Hear the lost, hear the lonely And don't, don't pity me Son of the b**h He's a son of a - Oh, the son of a b**h He's the son of the poor The son of the rich The son of the dog The son of the b**h Woman of the night Hangs like a bat She'll scratch at your eyes She fights like a cat He's the son of the b**h He's the son of a fool A sign of the times No exception he's the rule Down on his luck Down on his knees Cut really deep So he knows how to bleed He's a sign of the times He's the son of a - Son of a ... b**h The son of a b**h