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