Pearl Jam - Fortunate Son Lyrics
Some folks are bornMade to wave that flagOoh that red, white 'n blueAnd when they play'Hail to the Cheif'Ooh they point the cannon at you, lordIt ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no fortunate sonIt ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no fortunate one, noSome folks are bornSilver spoon in handLord don't they help themselves?And when the taxmanKnocks on their doorOoh the house looks like a rummage sale, yeahIt ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no fortunate sonIt ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no millionaires son, no, noSome folks are bornStarspangled eyesOoh they send you out to warAnd when Australia asks'How much do we get?'Ooh they just ask for more and more and more and more and more and...It ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no millionaires son, noIt ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no fortunate one, one, oneIt ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no CIA son, noIt ain't me, it ain't meI ain't no fortunate son, son, son