Like Father, Like Son

Like Father, like son

Like Father, like son

Don't come on so cocksure boy

You can't escape your genes

There's no point in feeling pure boy

Your background intervenes

Now listen good and listen straight

You're not the master of your fate

To this you must be reconciled

You'll always be your father's child

At times acclaimed, at times reviled

You'll wind up doing just what I've done

Like father, like son

Don't assume your vices

Get handed down the line

That a parent's blood suffices

To condemn the child's design

I've done wrong, I can't deny

But at least I know that I

I shouldn't blame that on my stock

Well this may come as quite a shock

I'm no chip off any block

I wouldn't wish those words on anyone

Like father, like son

Son you're nervous, take my hand

All is settled, all is planned

You've got the world at your command

I don't think you understand

I appreciate too well

The squalor at which you excel

It isn't very hard to tell

Evil's a distinctive smell

He's lost all sense of reason, and why?

Some foreign slut

Not only is that treason

Some doors are slamming shut

Just like me he's found that flesh

Can excite but will enmesh

Once we rid him of this blight

Once that harlot's out of sight

Then I think he'll see the light

He won't walk back to daddy

He will run

Like father, like son

Like Father, like son

Like Father, like son

Like Father, like -

Son