When all the words just fall across the floor
and daytime is the nighttime of your soul
and you just can t find the truth behind the facts
and every dream is torn apart and you just can t seem to act
know it s running in the family
into the setting sun
it s running in the family
waving loaded guns
Daddy knew-he left when we were born
put on his hat and walked off into the corm
if this madness doesn t stop, we ll lose ourselves for good
the facts or the truth?
he s gone and noone understood
know it s running in the family...........etc