Fei Comodo

The apple doesnt fall far from the tree,
Little Bobbys out there robbing banks already,
Bobbys parents left him long ago,
Now hes on his own
Little Bobby is already out on his own,
In his mind hes got it all under control,
Waking up in the gutter with blood on his hands,
Wake him from, wake him from this, sleep, wake, him,
wake Him from this sleep
Haunted by his only memory,
What goes around comes around,
Now this curse has been layed up on me,
And now Ill die alone
Little Bobby is already out on his own,
In his mind hes got it all under control,
Waking up in the gutter with blood on his hands,
Wake him from, wake him from this, sleep, wake, him,
wake Him from this sleep
Out, get out, why cant I get your face out of my head,
get out, get out, wake him from this sleep,
Wheres my son?
Nothing left for me to say,
wheres my son?
Wheres my son?
Sorry sir but youre too late,
Wheres my son?
Five years later and guess whos back,
Sorry Sir but your son isnt here, Bobby isnt here.
Wheres my son?
I cant tell you that
Wheres my son?
I cant tell you that
Wheres my son?
You dont want to know
Wheres my son?
You left him alone and now hes dead
[ Bobby Marshal Lyrics ]