Like Father, Like Son

Like Father, Like Son - The Hit Co.

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 purer 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

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

Just like me, he's found

That flesh can excite but will enmesh

Watch me rid him of this blight,

Once the harlot's out of sight

Then I think he will 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