Circle Jerks - Fortunate Son Lyrics
The boys are bored to wave the flagThe red, white and blueAnd when the band plays, hail to the cheifTo point the cannons right at youIt ain't me, It ain't meI ain't no sinner's son, noIt ain't me, It ain't meCuz I ain't no fortunate one......... are born, so much burning ........Why don't they help themselves?And when the tax man comes to the doorThe house looks like the running cellIt ain't me, It ain't meI ain't no millionaire's son, noIt ain't me, It ain't me cuzI ain't no fortunate one......... are born, stars ............................ the warAnd when they ask how much did we give?The only answer, more, more, moreIt ain't me, It ain't meI ain't no military son, noIt ain't me, It ain't me