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