Born To Win (Part One)

It's a life of the bum, spill of the rum

Sound of the freight, a time worth the weight

Well, you can't keep us down, all you billyclub clowns

'Cause we don't speak your language

Oh well, sometimes we come out swinging

Sometimes we land flat broke

Whatever the hand that you deal me

You know that I'll call

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But nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Let the whistle blow on the wind

It can carry us away again

For we are some of the few special ones

Who still sing

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