Born in '72 Safe from smallpox and polio too My dad got blinded by mumps at five And grandma barely made it alive past ten I was born with many a friend My man from way back Called me again And he said it's hard to meet folks at school And he knows who really smells cool Chorus But hey What could I say? Oh hey Now what could I do? Well there ain't anyway I could ever have a clue On occasion it's true I'm white, and it's a good thing too So don't get pulled over by the cops In (?) one who stops Not three And boy, as (?) can be My arms still more important than she My friend got passed over a raise And she said she thought she'd sue for days Chorus When I'm always paid more even if less skilled Can't ask for more so I'm unfulfilled You break apart everything you build You had it right here and you still do Through and through Don't look at me I'm a faithful man But I still don't do all things I can Some call it guilt I call it fear Both are queer Yeah Ladies and gentleman, on the drums, Jason McGurr Born in '72 My momma loved me That I knew They lived their life For the sis and I And they told us if we try We could And I'm born to everything good For reasons still not understood You wonder how the price will get paid And you end up living afraid Oh yeah Yeah Alright Yeah Woo I'll fuckin' kill you!