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