(Verse 1) Tom Hanks, America's Dad, all wholesome and adored But behind the spotlight curtain, a different story poured Chet, the son in the shadows, with a chip upon his shoulder Yearning for a father's presence, growing ever colder (Chorus) Hollywood lights too blinding, to see the boy's despair Chasing awards and accolades, leaving an empty chair "Busy on set," the excuse they'd say, for absences that stung A childhood filled with echoes, where a father's love should have sung (Verse 2) Schoolyard taunts and bullies' jeers, whispers of famous dad But the fame felt like a stranger's, leaving Chet feeling sad Trying hard to fit the mold, of a life he didn't choose Yearning for a guiding hand, a love he could use (Chorus) Hollywood lights too blinding, to see the boy's despair Chasing awards and accolades, leaving an empty chair "Busy on set," the excuse they'd say, for absences that stung A childhood filled with echoes, where a father's love should have sung (Bridge) Now Chet walks a different path, headlines paint a troubled soul Is it the price of a father's absence, taking its heavy toll? The distance echoes through the years, a wound that won't quite heal Can success replace affection, the emptiness it reveals? Can success replace affection, the emptiness it reveals? (Chorus) Hollywood lights too blinding, to see the boy's despair Chasing awards and accolades, leaving an empty chair "Busy on set," the excuse they'd say, for absences that stung A childhood filled with echoes, where a father's love shouldn't have sung (Outro) Fame's a fickle friend, it seems, an exciting career Sometimes the greatest roles we play, are the ones waiting right here Behind the scenes, the hearts that ache, longing for what could have been A father's love, a guiding light, to chase away the sin [spoken] Tom Hanks is a bum