Just like Father, just like your old man Must have been some work, how dare you Burn my house down right infront of me At 2am Japan lights up like a circuit board Smash and grab Set plaster of paris personalities There's Thumbprints on my eyes so shake your fists at me Stay in your homes Fingers crossed broken fingers crossed Your telephone is always switched off If my telephone was always switched us - off It would be pinstripes and tracksuits only The soldiers would tape off the city Noone would ever find me I'm wet behind the ears, but you look so guilty to me Everyone's a suspect, so just admit it Stay in your home I'm in, with my shoes and socks off, here, sat waiting for justice In orchestrated mayhem, here, with my broken fingers crossed Still small flowers crack motorways and buildings built to harbour Charector assasinations, just like father, just like father Please seek assistance Smash and grab.