No no, somebody help me now Some folks are born made to wave the flag, Ooh, the red, white and blue. And when the band plays hail to the chief, Lord knows, they point the cannon at you, don't they?
But 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, no,
Yeah! Some folks are born silver spoon in their hand, Lord, don't they help themselves, ooh. The taxman give them the key to the land, And wonder why there's nothing left for school in hell,
Tell me, it ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no. It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no.
Some folks I know, inherit star spangled eyes, Only to send you off to war, And when you ask them, how much should you give? They tell you more and more! more! more! They want more more more, taking more more! Send in more more more, wanting more more!
FBI, CIA, Secret Service Tell them I ain't no fortunate one
The greatest sin is to be unconscious. ~ Carl Jung
We may not choose the parameters of our destiny. But we give it its content. ~ Dag Hammarskjold 'Waymarks'
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
Look what's happening out in the streets Got a revolution (got to revolution) Hey, I'm dancing down the streets Got a revolution (got to revolution) Oh, ain't it amazing all the people I meet? Got a revolution (got to revolution) One generation got old One generation got soul This generation got no destination to hold Pick up the cry Hey, now it's time for you and me Got a revolution (got to revolution) Hey, come on now we're marching to the sea Got a revolution (got to revolution) Who will take it from you, we will and who are we? Well, we are volunteers of America (volunteers of America) Volunteers of America (volunteers of America) I've got a revolution Got a revolution
The greatest sin is to be unconscious. ~ Carl Jung
We may not choose the parameters of our destiny. But we give it its content. ~ Dag Hammarskjold 'Waymarks'
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