Yeah, it’s like Trump playing CCR’s Fortunate Son. Fogerty was pissed.
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Hoo, they’re red, white and blue
And when the band plays “Hail to the chief”
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no senator’s son, son
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no furtunate one, no
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don’t they help themselves, Lord?
But when the taxman come to the door
Lord, the house lookin’ like a rummage sale, yeah
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no millionaire’s son, no, no
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, no
Yeah-yeah, some folks inherit star-spangled eyes
Hoo, they send you down to war, Lord
And when you ask 'em, “How much should we give?”
Hoo, they only answer, “More, more, more, more”
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no military son, son, Lord
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, one
He also plays YMCA at the end of his rallies constantly. I guess his audience doesn’t know what that song is about or who The Village People even were.
Springsteen’s Born in the U.S.A. is about a Vietnam veteran who has been fucked over by the country he came back to.
Reagan used it as part of his flag-waving “it’s morning in America” bullshit because no one listened to the lyrics beyond “I was born in the U.S.A.”
Yeah, it’s like Trump playing CCR’s Fortunate Son. Fogerty was pissed.
Some folks are born made to wave the flag Hoo, they’re red, white and blue And when the band plays “Hail to the chief” Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
It ain’t me, it ain’t me I ain’t no senator’s son, son It ain’t me, it ain’t me I ain’t no furtunate one, no
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Lord, don’t they help themselves, Lord? But when the taxman come to the door Lord, the house lookin’ like a rummage sale, yeah
It ain’t me, it ain’t me I ain’t no millionaire’s son, no, no It ain’t me, it ain’t me I ain’t no fortunate one, no
Yeah-yeah, some folks inherit star-spangled eyes Hoo, they send you down to war, Lord And when you ask 'em, “How much should we give?” Hoo, they only answer, “More, more, more, more”
It ain’t me, it ain’t me I ain’t no military son, son, Lord It ain’t me, it ain’t me I ain’t no fortunate one, one
He also plays YMCA at the end of his rallies constantly. I guess his audience doesn’t know what that song is about or who The Village People even were.