Spare the rod, spoil the child
|
Daddy's boy's been too wild
|
His discipline's taught with a strap
|
No sweet song on father's lap
|
He always said that men don't cry
|
But burns and bruises seldom lie
|
Dad learned his lesson well
|
Spitting image of a man in hell
|
|
Brought up in a home where love's replaced by pain
|
And when he's on his own he's sure to do the same
|
Expressing his feelings not with love but with his fists
|
The pattern of hurting began generations before
|
|
Like father, like son
|
Another life has begun
|
The punishing ways that you choose
|
You were always born to lose
|
Like father, like son
|
A war you've never won
|
Please Daddy, no more...
|
Please Daddy, no more!
|
|
The circle continues of violence passed down
|
All there is hope for is a tear from a clown
|
Hoping someday that this torture will end
|
To prison or death I hope you will be sent
|
|
Now do you feel like your life is on hold?
|
Maybe you've come to the end of your road
|
Admitting your sins may be your sacrifice
|
To stop all this pain to your son and your wife
|
|
-----------------
|
Like Father, Like Son
|
Exodus |