Paint it black and white if you like.
The story's still the same.
A generation built on a lie
That every one of us is safe.
Paint it black and white if you like,
If it keeps you sane.
You know the world just ain't right.
So, tell me, who's to blame?
And I will catch you, but you might break the fall.
Goddamn, I might be the son of Sam.
The only child of a holy man.
I stand alone for all to see,
'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me.
Goddamn. Son of Sam.
Goddamn. Son of Sam.
Burning buildings from above.
Send their best, and send their love.
Turn away. Goodbye, goodnight.
Go to sleep, now don't you cry.
Are you afraid your life means less?
Are you concerned you might be next?
It's much too soon for me to tell,
If you're in heaven or in hell.
And I will catch you, but you might break the fall.
Goddamn, I might be the son of Sam.
The only child of a holy man.
I stand alone for all to see,
'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me.
Goddamn. Son of Sam.
Goddamn. Son of Sam.
Goddamn
Your ceiling falling piece by pieces.
Raining down like concrete.
Just surrender,
And remember
What you've done to me.
Look now over your shoulder.
No, it's not over.
It's just beginning.
And I will write the final ending.
Goddamn, I might be the son of Sam.
The only child of a holy man.
I stand alone for all to see,
'Cause they ain't never seen a war—
Goddamn, I might be the son of Sam.
The only child of a holy man.
I stand alone for all to see,
'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me.
Son of Sam.
Son of Sam.
'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me.
Son of Sam.
Son of Sam.
'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me.
Son of Sam.
Son of Sam.
'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me.
Son of Sam.
Son of Sam.