The Good Son

You know he'll take you
 But not too far
 Always first in line
 But second to none
 The good son
 The good son
 He loves a good tune so whistle one he knows
 He looks to you to see things right
 So take this ring and pass it on
 There's always stories riddled with lies
 You know the questions are best put aside
 Listen to him
 Listen closely now here he comes
 It's a shameful way to behave
 It'll hurt if he gets his own way
 You know he'll take you
 But not too far
 Always first in line
 Second to none
 Listen closely now
 Listen closely now
 Here he comes
 The good son
 He tells himself
 It's too far to come
 To redefine his aspirations to be
 The good son
 The good son
 The good son
 "Don't try to make sense of it" she said
 "It's all that you can do to balance up the books
 For him and you"
 And though he's nothing in particular
 But he's game for a fight
 He muscles his way in and stays for life
 And all the world has come undone
 And every family should have one
 A good son