Like Father Like Son

Like father, like son 
Like father, like son 
Like father, like 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'll 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 quite a shock 
But I'm no chip off any block, I wouldn't wish those words on anyone 
Like father, like son 
Like father, like son 

Son, you're nervous, take my hand 
All is settled, all is planned 
You've got the world at your command 
I don't think you understand 

Just have the slave if you must, and be done with her 
Don't ever speak of her like that again 

I appreciate too well, the squalor at which you excel 
It isn't very hard to tell, evil's a distinctive smell 

From this day on I choose my own way 
If I choose to be with Aida, then I will be 
And no one, not you, not even the gods can stop me 

He's lost all sense of reason, and why? some foreign slut 
Not only is that treason, some doors are slamming shut 
Just like me, he's found that flesh can excite but will enmesh 
Watch me rid him of this blight, once the 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 
Like father, like son