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Mama said to me we gotta have your life run right
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Off you go to school where you can learn the rules there right
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Be just like your dabbling father when it seems tradition
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Never go astray and stay an honest, loving son
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Son of my father
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Moulded, I was folded, I was free from draft
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Son of my father
F5               G5            C5
Commanded I was branded in a plastic vac
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Surrounded and confounded by statistic facts
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Tried to let me in but I jumped out of my skin in time
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I saw through their lies and read the alibi signs
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So I left my home, I'm really on my own at last
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Left the wrong path and separated from the past
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son of my father
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Changing, rearranging into someone new
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Son of my father
F5               G5              C5
Collecting and selecting independent views
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Knowing and I'm showing that a change is due
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Son of my father
F5               G5              C5
Moulded, I was folded, I was free from draft
C5
Son of my father
F5               G5              C5
Commanded I was branded in a plastic vac
F5               G5              C5
Surrounded and confounded by statistic facts