Son of Man - Phil Collins

Baby, if you really love me You will better understand That the silver in your pocket Ain't no measure of a man And though the fortunes of our fathers We aspire to rise above When you're born into a breed You're signed in blood I'm a poor man's son Workin' all night long Got a bad guitar And a simple song You're a rich man's daughter Look at what you've done You went and fell in love With a poor man's son Baby, you were born in splendor To a house of wealth and fame Your mother was a spender And you grew up on a stage And girl you could've loved for money Could've fooled around for fame But you went and took a chance On the real thing Though the fortunes of our fathers We aspire to rise above When you're born into a breed You're signed in blood I'm a poor man's son Workin' all night long Got a bad guitar And a simple song You're a rich man's daughter You're a rich man's daughter I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son Poor man's son I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son

Go out walking on my own Count the miles while I'm alone I've been moving out on life I left my home and my wife True love is all that I long for Find someone to love me more Knocking on somebody else's door Just to find another score Son of a bitch My phone don't ring if it ain't a scam Ain't no money in my hand Spend it all on taking care Never again for you will I cut my hair True love is all that I long for To find someone to love me more Knocking on somebody else's door Just to find another score Son of a bitch I have been a selfish man Tearing through the world without a single plan My emotions swallow me Ripping tides so high where I cannot see True love is all that I long for To find someone to love me more Knocking on some other woman's door Just to find another score Son of a bitch

Poor Man's Son I was a boy, I Was a good little boy Wantin' in the playground fun They said ah na ney boy you can't play 'Cause you were born a poor man's son I met a girl, she was a pretty little girl Would you be my only one She said meet me where nobody can see 'Cause you were born a poor man's son I spent all my lifetime Thinkin' what I coulda done While I worked my fingers to the bone I met a man, he was a business man I said I'm a hard workin' son of a gun He said you know the rule You should've stayed in school But you were born a poor man's son I spent all my lifetime Thinkin' what I coulda done While I worked my fingers to the bone I met a guy, he was a crazy guy He said I'm goin' to get me some Let's go across the tracks where They keep that jack All we need is a little back gun They got the hounds and they Tracked us down They said we know what you have done You're gonna do the time it's gonna Fit the crime You shoulda shot a poor man's son (3x)

Tale as old as honey A moment everybody knows Yeah, I'm sure there was heartbreak Inside the walls of Jericho I couldn't believe it How you could just stop wanting me You burnt down Easter Island As if it wasn't sacred, as if it wasn't sacred to me I've seen it, in the poems and the sands I've pleaded, with the powers and their plans I tried to rewrite it but I can't It's the history, the history of man She stays up, he's sleeping like a lamb She begs him, he says he doesn't understand She loves him, more than anyone ever has In the history, the history of man It's the history of man You didn't even falter Didn't look back once, did you? So Samson blamed Delilah, but given half the chance I I would have made him weaker too Siren sounded, trumpets blaring You walked out oh, without sweating I've seen it, in the poems and the sands I've pleaded, with the powers and their plans I tried to rewrite it but I can't It's the history, the history of man She stays up, he's sleeping like a lamb She begs him, he says he doesn't understand She loves him, more than anyone ever has In the history (history), the history of man He stole our youth and promised heaven The men start wars yet Troy hates Helen Women's hearts are lethal weapons Did you hold mine and feel threatened? Hear my lyrics, taste my venom You are still my great obsession I've seen it, in the poems and the sands I've pleaded, with the powers and their plans I tried to rewrite it but I can't It's the history (history), the history of man I stay up, you're sleeping like a lamb I beg you and you don't understand I hold on, I try to hold your hand I save you a seat and then you say you wanna stand So you'll lose me, the best you'll ever have It's the history, the history of man

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع