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
Shouldn't blame that on my stock, 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
That is the road called 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 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...