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Loudon Wainwright - A Father And A Son lyrics
When I was your age I was just like you,
 And just look at me now; I'm sure you do.
 But your grandfather was just as bad
 And you should have heard him trash his dad.
 Life's no picnic, that's a given:
 My mom's mom died when my mom was seven;
 My mom's father was a tragic guy,
 But he was so distant and nobody knows why.
 Now, your mother's family, you know them:
 Each and every one a gem,
 Each and every one a gem.
 When I was your age I was a mess;
 On a bad day I still am, I guess.
 I think I know what you're going through;
 Everything changes but nothing is new.
 And I know that I'm miserable; can't you see?
 I just want you to be just like me.
 Boys grow up to be grown men
 And then men change back into boys again.
 You're starting up and I'm winding down;
 Ain't it big enough for us both in this town?
 Say it's big enough for us both in this town.
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 When I was your age I thought I hated my dad
 And that the feeling was a mutual one that we had;
 We fought each other day and night:
 I was always wrong; he was always right.
 But he had the power and he needed to win;
 His life half over, mine about to begin.
 I'm not sure about that Oedipal stuff,
 But when we were together it was always rough.
 Hate is a strong word; I want to back-track;
 The bigger the front, then the bigger the back;
 The bigger the front, then the bigger the back.
 Now you and me are me and you,
 And it's a different ballgame though not brand-new.
 I don't know what all of this fighting is for;
 But we're having us a teenage/middle-age war.
 I don't want to die and you want to live;
 It takes a little bit of take and a whole lot of give.
 It never really ends though each race is run,
 This thing between a father and a son.
 Maybe it's power and push and shove,
 Maybe it's hate but probably it's love,
 Maybe it's hate but probably it's love.








