C                  F                        C
Mama said to me we gotta have your life run right
C
Off you got to school
      F                 G             C
Where you can learn the rules they're right
C
Be just like your dad lad
F                     C
Follow in the same tradition
C                   F              G      C  G
Never go astray and stay an honest lovin' son

C
Son of my father
F             G             C
Molded, I was folded, I was preform-packed
C
Son of my father
  F              G            C
Commanded, I was branded in a plastic vac'
  F               G             C
Surrounded and confounded by statistic facts

C                        F                        C
Tried to let me in but I jumped out of my skin in time
C                          F           G  C
I saw through the lies and read the alibi signs
                       F                   C
So I left my home, I'm really on my own at last
                          F         G        C
Left the trodden path and separated from the past

C
Son of my father
F             G            C
Changing, rearranging into someone new
C
Son of my father
F                G           C
Collecting and selecting independent views
F               G              C
Knowing and I'm showing that a change is due
C
Son of my father
F             G             C
Molded, I was folded, I was preform-packed
C
Son of my father
  F              G            C
Commanded, I was branded in a plastic vac'
  F               G             C
Surrounded and confounded by statistic facts