A Father's Son

Look look what you've done
Not to become your Father's Son
Before that day, day, day is done
You'll get your day, day, day in the sunIn this time we've got here
Between heaven and hell
You'd prefer a motor craft
But you're prepared to set sailThe city wants details
The state wants you nailed
The people got they laws
But the Lord's got the callsSince there's cash in the lots
You did what they said you could not
Writt that song like its all that you gotLook look what you've done
Not to become your Father's Son
Before that day, day, day is done
You'll get your day, day, day in the sunDo you mind livin' day to day?
You mind livin' day to dayYou was found now you're lost
You've got to make up what you cost
That boulder on your shoulder
Is that bear that you crossThat stare that you plot
That will that you got
Could never have been bought
In China or New YorkLook look what you've done
Not to become your Father's Son
Before that day, day, day is done
You'll get your day, day, day in the sunDo you mind livin' day to day?
You mind livin' day to day