Mama said to me, we gotta have your love for a price
I'll be going to school where you can learn the rules, they're right
He's just like your dabbling father when he seeks tradition
He'll never go astray and stay an honest, loving son
Son of the Father
Morning hours, morning hours, we won't drive
Son of the Father
Morning hours, morning hours, we won't drive
Surrounded and compounded by the dust and the vice
It's just kinds of life stuck queueing Gotta be careful of the things that hurt
Son of the Father
Son of the Father
Son of the Father


Son of the Father
Son of the Father
Son of the Father
Son of the Father
Son of the Father
Son of the Father
Turn off the skin in time
Ice is good and ice and ready
Alibi science
So I left my home
I'm really on my own
At last
Left the front pass
And separated from the past
Son of the father
Change the way you're reaching into someone new
Son of the father
Collected and selected and defended views
No one's ever shown how to change these two
Son of the father
Morning I was cold and I was sleep and dry
Son of the father
Combined and I was branded in a blasphemy cry
Surrounded and confounded by statistic vies
Son of the father
Change the way you're reaching into someone new
Son of the father