When I hit the ground, I was on the run

I was born, the seventh son

I came up fast, just wanting more

Always running from the law

My father said, now slow down son

Life for you has just begun



A little bit of what you fancy always does you good 

A little bit of what you fancy always does you good



Don't stop me now, I'm running wild

I've always been a restless child

I was born to rock and roll

Mmm, it's in my soul

I've got my Ford, she's long and black

Who needs a fucking Cadillac



A little bit of what you fancy always does you good 

A little bit of what you fancy always does you good



I sleep all day and I'm up all night

I don't get paid, but that's alright

Don't put me down, I've had enough

I'll stand and fight

When I hit the ground, I was on the run

I was born the seventh son



A little bit of what you fancy always does you good 

A little bit of what you fancy always does you good