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Like father, like son
Like father, like son

Don't come on so cocksure, boy
You can't escape your genes
No point in feeling pure, boy
Your background intervenes

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

But 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

Now just like me he's found
That flesh can excite but will enmesh
Once we rid him of this blight
Once this 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
Like father, like son   Like father, like son      Don't come on so cocksure, boy   You can't escape your genes   No point in feeling pure, boy   Your background intervenes      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      But 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      Now just like me he's found   That flesh can excite but will enmesh   Once we rid him of this blight   Once this 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