New Model Army – Inheritance Lyrics

Mother, father, I'm doing okay
On the other side of Berlin, far away
And though I know the things that you want to hear me say
Sometimes these things are hard

Mother, father, I am your son
Right down to the long thin bony legs of my mother of twisted tongue
And now I find that I'm doing things you would have done
Sometimes these things are hard

So do I thank you? (Do I thank you?)
Do I curse you? (Do I curse you?)
These tracks stretched out before me
They're the ones you left behind
What I want (What I want)
What I feel (What I feel)
It's yours (Yours)
Yours, not mine, uh-uh

So mother, father, please forgive me
The long long silences that lay in between
Please don't try to tell me that all those were in vain
Sometimes these things are hard

While we line up at a wedding in rows of fixed eyes
In our finest formal dresses, yeah, proper suits and ties
Like a party of fucking monsters in a really bad disguise

So do I thank you? (Do I thank you?)
Do I curse you? (Do I curse you?)
These tracks stretched out before me
They're the ones you left behind
What I want (What I want)
What I feel (What I feel)
Well, it's yours (Yours)
Yours, not mine, uh-uh