Running In The Family - 1987

Our dad would send us to our room
He'd be the voice of doom
He said that we would thank him later
All day he was solid as a rock
But by eight o'clock we'd be crumbling

One night my brother Joe and me
Cut down a family tree
That grew outside our bedroom window
We ran though we knew we couldn't last
Running from the past
The youths that we were born to be

Looking back it's so bizarre
It runs in the family
All the things we are
On the back seat of the car
With Joseph and Emily
We only see so far
And we all have our daddy's eyes
Looking back it's so bizarre

Dad rang the officer in charge
A man so large
He barely filled his circumstances
He said two kids out on the street
Were picked up under beaten in the station

So there's me with Emily and Joe
And daddy driving home
Our heading in the same direction
He knew no matter what the breaks
We'd make the same mistakes
Couldn't shake his eyes off Joe and me

Looking back it's so bizarre
It runs in the family
All the things we are
On the back seat of the car
With Joseph and Emily
We only see so far
And we all have our daddy's eyes

Looking back it's so bizarre
It runs in the family
All the things we are
On the back seat of the car
With Joseph and Emily
We only see so far
And we all have our daddy's eyes
Looking back it's so bizarre

Like a dream within a dream
Of a song we're in between
Like a drummer plays a drum
Like a father like a son
You're gonna have to face the music
Oh yeah, face the music

Hey hey, we keep it running in the family
Hey hey, we keep on coming in the family

Looking back it's so bizarre
It runs in the family
All the things we are
On the back seat of the car
With Joseph and Emily
We only see so far
And we all have our daddy's eyes

Looking back it's so bizarre
Running in the family
Running in the family
And we all have our daddy's eyes
Looking back it's so bizarre
Running in the family
Running in the family