Fortunate Son Circle Jerks
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[Verse 1]
Some folks are born to wave the flag
The red, white and blue
And when the band plays 'Hail to the Chief'
They'll point the cannons right at you
[Chorus 1]
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no citizen, no
It ain't me, it ain't me 'cause
I ain't no fortunate one
[Verse 2]
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Well, don't they help themselves
And when the taxman comes to the door
The house looks like a rummage sale, yeah
[Chorus 2]
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son, no
It ain't me, it ain't me 'cause
I ain't no fortunate one
[Verse 3]
Some folks are born with star-spangled eyes
They'll lead you off to war
And when you ask how much do we give
Their only answer is more, more, more, more
Some folks are born to wave the flag
The red, white and blue
And when the band plays 'Hail to the Chief'
They'll point the cannons right at you
[Chorus 1]
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no citizen, no
It ain't me, it ain't me 'cause
I ain't no fortunate one
[Verse 2]
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Well, don't they help themselves
And when the taxman comes to the door
The house looks like a rummage sale, yeah
[Chorus 2]
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son, no
It ain't me, it ain't me 'cause
I ain't no fortunate one
[Verse 3]
Some folks are born with star-spangled eyes
They'll lead you off to war
And when you ask how much do we give
Their only answer is more, more, more, more
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