Circle Jerks - Fortunate Son lyrics

Some folks are born made to wave the flag, They're red, white and blue. And when the band plays "Hail to the chief", They point the cannon right at you It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Don't they help themselves But when the taxman comes to the door The house looks like a rummage sale It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son no. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one. Some folks are born star spangled eyes, They send you off to war And when you ask them, "How much should we give?" They only answer More! more! more! It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no senators son It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son