Karaoké Son of My Father Chicory Tip

Mama said to me we gotta have your life run right

Off you got to school where you can learn the rules there right

Be just like your dad lad follow in the same tradition

Never go astray and stay an honest lovin' son

Son of my father molded I was folded

I was preform-packed

Son of my father commanded I was branded in a plastic vac'

Surrounded and confounded by statistic facts

Tried to let me in but I jumped out of my skin in time

I saw through the lies and read the alibi signs

So I left my home

I'm really on my own at last

Left the trodden path and separated from the past

Son of my father changing rearranging into someone new

Son of my father collecting and selecting independent views

Knowing and I'm showing that a change is due

Son of my father molded I was folded

I was preform-packed

Son of my father commanded I was branded in a plastic vac'

Surrounded and confounded by statistic facts