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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", oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord, 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, Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord, don't they help themselves? oh. But when the taxman come to the door, Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes, 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. Yeh, some folks inherit star spangled eyes, ooh, they send you down to war, Lord, And when you ask them, how much should we give, oh, they only answer, more, more, more, yoh, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, SON, NO It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, NO NO It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, son son son

My child arrived just the other day He came to the world in the usual way But there were planes to catch and bills to pay He learned to walk while I was away And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew He'd say "I'm gonna be like you dad You know I'm gonna be like you" And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin' home dad? I don't know when, but we'll get together then son You know we'll have a good time then My son turned ten just the other day He said, "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let's play Can you teach me to throw", I said "Not today I got a lot to do", he said, "That's ok" And he walked away but his smile never dimmed And said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah You know I'm gonna be like him" And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin' home son? I don't know when, but we'll get together then son You know we'll have a good time then Well, he came home from college just the other day So much like a man I just had to say "Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?" He shook his head and said with a smile "What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys See you later, can I have them please?" And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin' home son? I don't know when, but we'll get together then son You know we'll have a good time then I've long since retired, my son's moved away I called him up just the other day I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind" He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I can find the time You see my new job's a hassle and kids have the flu But it's sure nice talking to you, Dad It's been sure nice talking to you" And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me He'd grown up just like me My boy was just like me And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you comin' home son? I don't know when, but we'll get together then son You know we'll have a good time then

"Born to Be Wild" is a song first performed by the band Steppenwolf, written by Mars Bonfire. The song is often invoked in both popular and counter culture to denote a biker appearance or attitude. It is sometimes described as the first heavy metal song, and the second verse lyric "heavy metal thunder" marks the first use of this term in rock music (although not as a description of a musical style). Lyrics Get your motor runnin' Head out on the highway Lookin' for adventure And whatever comes our way Yeah Darlin' go make it happen Take the world in a love embrace Fire all of your guns at once And explode into space I like smoke and lightning Heavy metal thunder Racin' with the wind And the feelin' that I'm under Yeah Darlin' go make it happen Take the world in a love embrace Fire all of your guns at once And explode into space Like a true nature's child We were born, born to be wild We can climb so high I never want to die Born to be wild Born to be wild

Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the Southland I miss Alabamy once again And I think its a sin, yes Well I heard mister Young sing about her Well, I heard ole Neil put her down Well, I hope Neil Young will remember A Southern man don't need him around anyhow Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet Home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you In Birmingham they love the governor Now we all did what we could do Now Watergate does not bother me Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet Home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you Here I come Alabama Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they've been known to pick a song or two Lord they get me off so much They pick me up when I'm feeling blue Now how about you? Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet Home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you Sweet home Alabama Oh sweet home baby Where the skies are so blue And the governor's true Sweet Home Alabama Lordy Lord, I'm coming home to you Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer

I've been really tryin', baby Tryin' to hold back this feelin' for so long And if you feel like I feel, baby Then come on, oh, come on Whoo, let's get it on Ah, babe, let's get it on Let's love, baby Let's get it on, sugar Let's get it on Whoo-ooh-ooh We're all sensitive people With so much to give Understand me, sugar Since we got to be Let's live I love you There's nothin' wrong With me lovin' you Baby, no, no And givin' yourself to me can never be wrong If the love is true Oh, babe, ooh, ooh Don't you know How sweet and wonderful life can be? Whoo-ooh I'm askin' you, baby To get it on with me Ooh, ooh, ooh I ain't gonna worry, I ain't gonna push Won't push you, baby So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, baby Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey Let's get it on, ooh, ooh Let's get it on You know what I'm talkin' 'bout Come on, baby, hey, hey Let your love come out If you believe in love Let's get it on, ooh, ooh Let's get it on, baby This minute, oh yeah Let's get it on Please, please, get it on Hey, hey I know you know What I've been dreamin' of Don't you, baby? My whole body is in love Whoo I ain't gonna worry, no, I ain't gonna push I won't push you, baby, whoo Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, darlin' Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey Gonna get it on Beggin' you, baby, I want to get it on You don't have to worry that it's wrong If the spirit moves you, let me groove you good Let your love come down Oh, get it on, come on, baby Do you know I mean it? I've been sanctified Hey, hey Girl, you give me good feelings, so good Nothin' wrong with love If you want to love me Just let yourself go Oh, baby Let's get it on

David Bowie performed this song under his "Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars" persona. Sometimes thought to be titled "Ground Control to Major Tom" or simply "Major Tom".

Commonly known as "Beethoven's 5th" or "Beethoven's Fifth".