I am my fathers son
I've never known when to shut up
I ain't fooling no one
I am my father's son
We don't see eye to eye
I'll be the first to admit i never tried
'n' sure it hurts, but it should hurt sometime
We don't see eye to eye
I was a young man when
I first found the pleasure in the feel of his sin
& i went down the same road as my old man
I was younger then
Now its three a.m. and i'm standing in the kitchen
Holding my last cigarette
Strike a match 'n' i see my reflection in the mirror in the hall
And i say to myself
I've got my mama's eyes
Her long thin frame 'n' her smile
And i still see wrong from right
Cuz i've got my mama's eyes
Yea i've got my mama's eyes