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