C                  F                        C 
Mama said to me we gotta have your life run right 
C                          F                             C 
Off you go to school where you can learn the rules there right 
C                          F                    C 
Be just like your dabbling father when it seems tradition 
C                   F                       C 
Never go astray and stay an honest, loving son 
C 
Son of my father 
F               G            C 
Moulded, I was folded, I was free from draft 
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               C 
I saw through their lies and read the alibi signs 
C                        F                  C 
So I left my home, I'm really on my own at last 
C                          F               C 
Left the wrong 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 
Moulded, I was folded, I was free from draft 
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