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I was sittin' in the dark of a summer park

Playing paper, scissors, and stone

Minding my own

But playin' alone

When I noticed all the rest in their shorts and vests

Singing Harrison’s 'Here Comes the Sun'

I needed a gun

The fight had begun

I did not go to song, you see

The song just came to me

Like afternoon to evening shade

Like lumberjack to tree

It pinned me down like wrestler

And would not let me be

Held me down in deathly grip

The count of '1,2,3'

I’ve been fanning the flames of heated debate

Since 1978

Left the teacher shocked

At the old school gate

So I walked away in the month of May

With the long-distance vision of June

Hummin' a tune

Payback soon

I did not choose the melody

The tune just called my name

And after just one taste of it

I knew just where to aim

I did not clamber onto stage

Fame just blinded me

I did not wander, open mouth

For world to disagree

Life is never easy

When you’ve tattooed on your tongue

Very rarely 'Am I right?'

But never 'Am I wrong?'

From arguments that came to me

To songs I always sung

I’m my own worst enemy

And my own mother’s son

I’m my own mother’s son…

Mm, own mother’s son…

Own mother’s son…

Own mother’s son…

That I can’t deny…

My own mother’s son…

My own mother’s son…

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