Testo Father To Son

(One, two, three, four)My father said "Son, now my life's work is doneThere's a future for you, there's a job to be doneStop fighting the system 'cause the system won't breakGet your hair cut boy and learn from my mistakes"Now I said to my father "Father give me a breakThere's a million more chances that I'm bom to takeI don't want to die like I saw you dieIn a dead end job in a dead end way"How many years must I waste in these black timesHow many years must I wasteToday I can't find nothing nowhereTomorrow I might find something somewhereGive me a future nowI need it so badly nowOh For tomorrow"These are times of recession" father said unto me"Don't you leave now my son, you'll break our family"I said, "I've got ideas that I cannot denyIf I stay I'll be killed by the dreams on my mind."How many years must I waste in these black timesHow many years must I wasteToday I can't find nothing nowhereTomorrow I might find something somewhereGive me a future nowI need it so badly nowOh for tomorrowI see the signs of black times everywhere I runI can't can't escape themNo matter how hard I tryI see these signs of black time everywhere I runI can't stand another dayI gotta move awayI gotta move awayToday I can't find nothing nowhereTomorrow I might find something somewhereGive me a future nowI need it so badly nowOh for tomorrowOh for tomorrow