Some folks are born made to wave the flag Yeah, the red, white, and blue When the band plays `Hail To The Chief` Yeah, they`ll point the cannon at you
It ain`t me, it ain`t me I`m no millionaire`s son It ain`t me, it ain`t me I ain`t no fortunate one
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Well, they help themselves, yeah When the taxman comes to the door House looks a like a rummage sale
It ain`t me, it ain`t me I ain`t no millionaire`s son It ain`t me, it ain`t me I ain`t no fortunate one, no
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes Yeah, when they send you down to war Well, when you ask them how much you should give Yeah, it`s always more, more, more
It ain`t me, it ain`t me I ain`t no senator`s son It ain`t me, it ain`t me I`m no fortunate one
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 fortunate son Take it away.
I wanna be a lawyer
Doctor or professor
A member of the UMC
I want an air conditioner
Cottage on the river
And all the money I can see
I wanna drive a Lincoln
Spend my evenings drinking
The very best burgandy
I want a yacht for sailing
Private eye for tailing
My wife if She’s a bit too free
I’ve been told ever since a boy
that’s what one aught to be
A part of the UMC
I want a pool to swim in
Fancy suits to dress in
Some stock in GM and GE
An office in the city
Secretary pretty
Who’ll take dictation on my knee
I want a paid vacation
Don’t want to have to ration
A thing with anyone but me
And if there’s war or famine
Promise I’ll examine
The details if they’re on TV
I’ll pretend to be liberal but I’ll still support the GOP,
As part of the UMC
I wanna be a lawyer
Doctor or professor
A member of the UMC
BOB SEGER - UMC (Upper Middle Class)