Fortunate Son — текст песни (Pearl Jam)

Some folks are born
Made to wave that flag
Ooh that red, white `n blue
And when they play
`Hail to the Cheif`
Ooh they point the cannon at you, lord

It ain`t me, it ain`t me
I ain`t no fortunate son
It ain`t me, it ain`t me
I ain`t no fortunate one, no

Some folks are born
Silver spoon in hand
Lord don`t they help themselves?
And when the taxman
Knocks on their door
Ooh the house looks like a rummage sale, yeah

It ain`t me, it ain`t me
I ain`t no fortunate son
It ain`t me, it ain`t me
I ain`t no millionaires son, no, no

Some folks are born
Starspangled eyes
Ooh they send you out to war
And 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 me
I ain`t no millionaires son, no
It ain`t me, it ain`t me
I ain`t no fortunate one, one, one
It ain`t me, it ain`t me
I ain`t no CIA son, no
It ain`t me, it ain`t me
I ain`t no fortunate son, son, son