Interpret: AIDA
Skladba: Son
Album:
Rok: 2006
Žánr: Blues
Délka skladby: 00:04:16
Velikost souboru: 4 Mb
Počet stažení: 1
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  Text skladby: AIDA-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 wind up doing just what I've done
Like father, like son 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 a quite a shock I'm no chip off any block, I wouldn't wish those words on anyone
Like father, like son Like father, like son
He's lost all sense of reason, and why some filthy slave That is the road called treason that winds up in the grave Just like me, he's found out a flesh, can excite but will it mesh Watch me rid him of this blight, once this 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 ...