- cifra
I was not born
Into this world
To do another man's bidding
All you antiquated strangers
All throwing in the towel
To do another man's bidding
I was not born
Into this world
To do another man's bidding
You won't catch me
No, you won't catch me
Not in your bear-trap loyalty
And you won't catch me
No, you won't catch me sleeping
No, you won't catch me slee-slee-sleeping
'Cause I was not born
Into this world
To do another man's bidding
Ah
I was not born
Into this world
To do another man's bidding
Ah