Our dad would send us to our room

He'd be the voice of doom

He said that we would thank him later

All day he was solid as a rock

But by eight o'clock we'd be crumbling

One night, my brother joe and me

Climbed down the family tree

That grew outside our bedroom window

We ran though we knew it couldn't last

Running from the past

From things that we were born to be

Chorus

Looking back it's so bizarre

It runs in the family

All the things we are

On the back seat of the car

With joseph and emily

We only see so far

And we all have our daddy's eyes

Looking back it's so bizarre

Dad rang the officer in charge

A man so large he barely fitted his circumstances

He said two kids out on the street

Were picked up on the beat

And in the station

So there's me with emily and joe

And daddy driving home

All heading in the same direction

He knew no matter what the breaks

We'd make the same mistakes

Couldn't take his eyes off joe and me

Chorus

It runs in the family

All the things we are

Looking back it's so bizarre

Like a dream within a dream

We're all somewhere in between

Like a drummer with his drum

Like a father, like a son

You're gonna have to face the music, oh yeah

(Face the music)

Hey hey, we keep it running in the family

Hey hey, we keep on coming in the family

Chorus

Running in the family...

And we all have our daddy's eyes...

Looking back it's so bizarre...