Fabricator Sons

[Verse] Some automatons are born With a silver cog in hand But it ain't me No It ain't me I'm a fabricator's son It ain't me No It ain't me I ain't no fortunate one [Verse] Some people are born with all the luck But not me I come from a different breed I'm the son of a fabricator A grit and grind machine (oh yeah!) [Chorus] It ain't me No it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one (yeah) Keep pushin' forward Doin' the best I can (ooh-yeah) [Verse] I see those silver cogs But I don't need 'em I'ma forge my own path (yeah) In this world of automation I stand tall [Verse] Some automatons are born with all the luck But not me I come from a different breed I'm the son of a fabricator [Chorus] It ain't me it ain't me I am a fabricator's son It ain't me it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one (yeah) I am a fabricator's son [Guitar Solo] [Outro] [End]