My Father's Son

I come from a genius and I am my father’s son Yeah, too bad he was a psychopath and now I’m the next in line Then there's dear mother, yeah Shirley she’s a work of art Never got top dollar, but she gave us all our start Can I get a reprieve? This gene pool drowning me Can I beg a release? I'm a volunteer amputee? From the moment I fail I call on DNA Why such betrayal Got me tooth and nail Yeah, how’s about one conversation with nothing else left to be had With this your young long lost son, and his never had dear old dad I forget the insemination and for that I’m s’posed to be glad? What a pity you left us so soon to climb your mountain of regret Can I get a reprieve? This gene pool dark and deep Can I beg a release? Can I volunteer amputee? From the moment I fell I called on DNA Why such betrayal? Oh I gotta set sail All real bright light shining as you’re trying to breathe in thin air Cannot forget you’re hiding collected wounds left unhealed When every thought you’re thinking sinks you darker than the new moon sky The far away lights rising in the whites of your eyes Now father you’re dead and gone and I’m finally free to be me Thanks for all your fucked-up gifts for which I’ve got no sympathy I’m living in a war torn place, hear the bombs, a 5th symphony Thanks for this and thanks for that, I gotta let go legacy Can I get a reprieve? This gene pool drowning me Can I beg a release? Can I volunteer amputee? From the moment I fell I called on DNA Why such betrayal Oh I gotta set sail