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

climbed down the family tree

that grew outside our bedroom window

we ran

though we knew it couldn`t last

running from the past

from things 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 fit his circumstances

he said

two kids out on the street

were picked up on the beat

and in the station

so there`s me

with Emily and Joe

daddy driving home

all heading in the same direction

he knew

no matter what the breaks

we`d make the same mistakes

couldn`t take his eyes of Joe and me



Looking back it`s so bizarre

it runs in the family

all the things we are

on the backseat 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

looking back it`s so bizarre



Like a dream within a dream

we`re all somewhere in between



Like a drummer plays his drum

like a father like a son

- and your gonna have to face the music

- face the music



Hey hey

we keep it running in the family

hey hey

we keep it coming in the family



Looking back it`s so bizarre

it runs in the family

all the things we are-