I’ve got the mind of a revolutionary   Trapped in a couch potato’s body   Fishing on Sundays my only exercise   I wake every morning with no destination   And I’m back in bed by nine   I’ve gotten good at tuning you out   And avoiding your eyes      I am American Born   I am American Born      All I’ve got these days is time to think   That’s all I do   Old regrets and jealousies   And Getting angry at you      Am American Born   I am American Born