My Dad's Face - 5 Chinese Brothers

When I look in the mirror I see my dad's face 
Where my face used to be 
Then I realize that he was about my age 
When he started his own family 
Then my radicalism, all my college Marxism 
Starts drifting on out to deep sea 
When I look in the mirror and I see my dad's face 
Where my face used to be 
When I was a kid I used to look at my dad 
And I'd say, "This is who I am not." 
He used Bryl-Creem, I used hair spray 
He was fat, I was skinny 
He drank beer, I smoked pot 
But now my feet are disappearing beneath an ocean of beer 
And not so mysteriously 
When I look at my face I see in its place 
My dad's physiognomy 
I used to look at my friends, they looked fifty years older 
Some nights when I'd get too stoned 
That's when I believed time was a visible line 
With its end and beginning both shown 
Now I know that's not true 
But I've still got an idea pretty much of what I can expect 
When I look in the mirror and I see my dad's mug 
Sitting there right on top of my neck 
Well, my dad had it rough, he couldn't keep his true love 
He never reached his sought-after perfection 
So as I headed down my own life's road 
I headed straight in the other direction 
Now, when I turn around, he's not so far away 
And we're on the same road, I can see 
When I look in the mirror and I see my dad's face 
Where my face used to be