It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no Some folks are born, made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays, "Hail to the chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord I ain't no senator's son, son Some

I want to feel that you want it I want to feel by the morning Oh let me feel what you are Flashes on match heads Splashes of ashes Embers arising Smoke fills the skies in Wind blows in then crashes Waves over the ashes

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain, Wave goodbye to cares of the day, And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain Sail far away from Lullaby Bay. A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain Softly blows over Lullaby Bay, It fills the sails of boats that

It's like a butterfly in a hurricane My chances with you are a million to one It's like candle lights in the pouring rain It's like fireflies gathered on the sun Like a driftwood on an ocean wave That gets tossed and turned like you're doing to me I was

What have we become? A farewell to arms I'll wave this flag of white So the avenged see the light We'll pay for closed eyes Before genocide Can you hear the cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills

I loved you then I love you now I had to take a chance To happen now and then Across the street your smile broke Like a wave upon my face You didn't notice me at all Across the street I saw you With some other pretty face 'Cause special moments only tend

Ole ole ole ola And wave them side to side (Side to side) Put your flags up in the sky (Put 'em in the sky) Show the world where you're from (Show them where you're from) Show the world we are one (One love, life) It's your world, my world, our world

Ole ole ole ola And wave them side to side (Side to side) Put your flags up in the sky (Put 'em in the sky) Show the world where you're from (Show them where you're from) Show the world we are one (One love, life) It's your world, my world, our world

I'll dive back in I'm underwater With no air in my lungs My eyes are open I'm done giving up You are the wave I could never tame If I survive Dive right back into you

But if you want the answers, From a post up high, From where you see the ships afar, From a well trained eye, The waves all keep on crashing by, If you are the light post, Then you own the working class, You better give a piece of ass,