Your Father's Son
Wielding words like English arrows
You should be careful where you stand
It could be days, it could be hours
But every arrows got to land
So if you're any good at riddles
You should take a crack at this
If every second has a fiddle
Does every razor have a wrist
It fits
So well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never be much of anyone
Well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never be much of
Of anyone
Stealing time in raids and riots
Now you've more than you can hold
And so you're gambling with a giant
From some fairytale you've told
So if you're any good at bluffing
I suggest you do it quick
Cause everyone is next to nothing
And every tock will have a tick
It fits
So well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never be much of anyone
Well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never be much of anyone
Well what you've become can
Not be undone and
You'll never be much of
Of anyone
God help you if you ever need a friend
God help you if you ever need a friend
God help you if you ever need a friend
God help you if you ever
Ever, oh
Well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never be much of anyone
Well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never be much of anyone
Well what you've become can
Not be undone and
You'll never be much of anyone
Well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never come too much of anyone
You should be careful where you stand
It could be days, it could be hours
But every arrows got to land
So if you're any good at riddles
You should take a crack at this
If every second has a fiddle
Does every razor have a wrist
It fits
So well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never be much of anyone
Well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never be much of
Of anyone
Stealing time in raids and riots
Now you've more than you can hold
And so you're gambling with a giant
From some fairytale you've told
So if you're any good at bluffing
I suggest you do it quick
Cause everyone is next to nothing
And every tock will have a tick
It fits
So well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never be much of anyone
Well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never be much of anyone
Well what you've become can
Not be undone and
You'll never be much of
Of anyone
God help you if you ever need a friend
God help you if you ever need a friend
God help you if you ever need a friend
God help you if you ever
Ever, oh
Well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never be much of anyone
Well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never be much of anyone
Well what you've become can
Not be undone and
You'll never be much of anyone
Well
What you've become is
Your father's son which
Will never come too much of anyone
Credits
Writer(s): James Thomas New
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