text: Dont come on so cocksure boy
  You cant escape your genes
  No point in feeling pure 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
  Youll wind up doing just what Ive done
  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
  Im no chip off any block
  I wouldnt wish those words on anyone
  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
  I appreciate too well
  The squalor at which you excel
  It isnt very hard to tell
  Evils a distinctive smell
  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 enmesh
  Once we rid him of this blight
  Once that harlots out of sight
  Then I think hell 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