- 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