ALBUM TITLE: THE HISTORY OF ROCK
SONG TITLE: MY OEDIPUS COMPLEX
I need somebody won't you help me
I need somebody won't you tell me who I am
I've been living a lie so long it seems I've lived a lifetime
If you could see what I feel, it would make your ghetto look like heaven
And I believe it stems down from my family situation
I never liked my old man
And couldn't stand to be around him
Sometimes I sit all alone just staring at his picture, yeah
my heart turns to stone and I think of this...
I need somebody won't you help me (help me..help me)
I need somebody won't you tell me who I am
You never loved me you never held me tight
Instead you shook me like a fist to wake me up at night
You tried to make me think that your ways were best
When all I was was an outlet for all your stress
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Life, it's the ultimate sin
A game with no rules that you're expected to win
My personal hell's hidden with a grin
(Dad take the stand and let the trial begin)
You said that oil and water doesn't mix though it seems cool
Keep with your own and don't fuck up our gene pool
You should've went to school like your bigger brother
But you played the fool with a different color
Runnin' ship with a whip
I tried to keep up but I kept getting tripped up
Money made you so wise
How could you rip through my face and not see your own eyes
Do as I say and not as I do
But I can't 'cause when I look in the mirror I see you (see you)
And oh the pain how it hurts
It was always your home and your business that came first
You said a man is as good as his word
But your mind was closed and mine never heard
My visions blurred, thoughts obscured
And with my blinders down I strayed from the herd
They say the nut don't fall far from the tree
Look at you, then look at me...
You ain't nothing to me, you've never been to me
And all you ever gave a fuck about was money see
So now fuck you man, you ain't shit to me
And it's the day that when I die of this hate, that I'm free... (I'm free... I'm free... I'm free)
Now I know growing up son that it ain't always been easy
And I know at times I was not always there for you
No we never spent much time just talking or having a good time
But understand growing up son, I never had a dime (a dime, a dime, a dime)
So I worked my ass off and I put myself through college
And everything I have to this day you know I built it all (built it all, all)
Oh I wish I could go back and change the years that's lost between us
I wish I could take back some of the things I said to you (to you..to you..to you...)
Son I said I'm sorry, still you resent me so
Son I said I'm sorry and why do you resent me so
I always loved you, I always cared for you
Just never wanted you to go through what I've been through
I tried to raise my fuckin' family just the best I know
And now I'm hated like the devil and for why I don't know
(Alright, get down baby...)
I need somebody won't you help me
I need somebody won't you tell me who I am
I need somebody please, please help me.. yeah
I need somebody you must tell me who I am ....hey, hey, hey
Tell me who I am...hey, hey
Tell me who I am...I am, I am
Tell me who I am...am, am
Tell me... Tell me
(If it looks good, you'll see it
If it sounds good, you'll hear it
If it's marketed right, you'll buy it
but...if its real, you'll feel it)
Written by:
R.J. Ritchie
Notes:
- 1993/2000 From the album, "The Polyfuze Method"
- Album also says, "featuring Twisted Brown Trucker"
- the motto at the end ("If it looks good...") occurs a full
minute after the song ends.