You may be an amba**ador to England or France
You may like to gamble, you might like to dance
You may be the heavyweight champion of the world
You might be a socialite with a long string of pearls
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But you're gonna have to serve somebody
You're gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the devil, or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
You may be a rock and roll addict prancing on the stage
Money and d** at your command, women in a cage
You may be a business man or some high DBV
They may call you doctor or they may call you chief
(repeat CHORUS)
You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk
May be the head of some big TV network
You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame
You may be livin' in another country under someone else's name
(repeat CHORUS)
You may be a construction worker, working on a home
You might be living in a mansion, you might be living in a dump
You may own some guns, and you may even own some tanks
You may be someone's landlord, you may even own a bank
(repeat CHORUS)
You may be a preacher preachin' spiritual pride
May be a city councilman taking bribes on the side
May be working in a barber shop, you might know how to cut hair
You may be someone's mistress, maybe someone's heir
(repeat CHORUS)
You might like to wear cotton, you might like to wear silk
You might like to drink whiskey, you might like to drink milk
You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread
You might be sleeping on the floor, You might be sleeping in a king-sized bed
(ad lib CHORUS)