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-