Son Of a Bitch

He's the son of the bitch 
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 bitch 
He's a son of a - 
He's a son of a bitch 

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 bitch 
He's a son of a - 
Oh, the son of a bitch 

He's the son of the poor 
The son of the rich 
The son of the dog 
The son of the bitch 
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 bitch 
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 ... bitch 
The son of a bitch