Father to Son

(One, two, three, four)
 My father said "Son, now my life's work is done
 There's a future for you, there's a job to be done
 Stop fighting the system 'cause the system won't break
 Get your hair cut boy and learn from my mistakes"
 Now I said to my father "Father give me a break
 There's a million more chances that I'm bom to take
 I don't want to die like I saw you die
 In a dead end job in a dead end way"
 How many years must I waste in these black times
 How many years must I waste
 Today I can't find nothing nowhere
 Tomorrow I might find something somewhere
 Give me a future now
 I need it so badly now
 Oh For tomorrow
 "These are times of recession" father said unto me
 "Don't you leave now my son, you'll break our family"
 I said, "I've got ideas that I cannot deny
 If I stay I'll be killed by the dreams on my mind."
 How many years must I waste in these black times
 How many years must I waste
 Today I can't find nothing nowhere
 Tomorrow I might find something somewhere
 Give me a future now
 I need it so badly now
 Oh for tomorrow
 I see the signs of black times everywhere I run
 I can't can't escape them
 No matter how hard I try
 I see these signs of black time everywhere I run
 I can't stand another day
 I gotta move away
 I gotta move away
 Today I can't find nothing nowhere
 Tomorrow I might find something somewhere
 Give me a future now
 I need it so badly now
 Oh for tomorrow
 Oh for tomorrow