text: Like father, like son
  Like father, like son
  Like father, like son
  Dont come on so cocksure boy, you cant escape your genes
  No point in feeling purer boy, your background intervenes
  Listen good and listen straight, youre not the master of your fate
  To this you must be reconciled, youll always be your fathers child
  At times acclaimed, at times reviled
  You wind up doing just what Ive done
  Like father, like son
  Like father, like son
  Dont assume your vices get handed down the line
  That a parents blood suffices to condemn the childs design
  Ive done wrong, I cant deny, but at least I know that I
  Shouldnt blame that on my stock, this may come as quite a shock
  But Im no chip off any block, I wouldnt wish those words on anyone
  Like father, like son
  Like father, like son
  Son, youre nervous, take my hand
  All is settled, all is planned
  Youve got the world at your command
  I dont think you understand
  Just have the slave if you must, and be done with her
  Dont ever speak of her like that again
  I appreciate too well, the squalor at which you excel
  It isnt very hard to tell, evils 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
  Hes lost all sense of reason, and why some foreign slut
  Not only is that treason, some doors are slamming shut
  Just like me, hes found that flesh can excite but will it mesh
  Watch me rid him of this blight, once the harlots out of sight
  Then I think he will see the light
  He wont walk back to daddy, he will run
  Like father, like son
  Like father, like son
  Like father, like son
  Like father, like son