U2 - Fortunate Son

Fortunate Son

Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Yeah, the red, white, and blue
When the band plays Hail To The Chief
Yeah, the yll point the cannon at you
It aint me, it aint me
Imno millionaires son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Well, the y help the mselves, yeah
When the taxman comes to the door
House looks a like a rummage sale
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no millionaires son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Yeah, when the y send you down to war
Well, when you ask the m how much you should gi have
Yeah, its always more, more, more
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no senators son
It aint me, it aint me
Imno fortunate one
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no military son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
Take it away...