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