Isn't it strange that a gift could be an enemy Isn't it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore Maybe it's me but this line isn't going anywhere maybe if we looked hard enough we could find a backdoor Find yourself a backdoor I see you in line dragging your feet you have my sympathy The day you were born you were born free That is your privilege <lnterlude> Isn't it strange that the man standing in front of me doesn't have a clue why he's waiting or what he's waiting for Maybe it's me but I'm sick of wasting energy Maybe if I look in my heart I could find a backdoor Find yourself a backdoor I see you in line dragging your feet you have my sympathy The day you were born you were born free That is your privilege Find yourself a backdoor I see you in line dragging your feet you have my sympathy The day you were born you were born free That is your privilege I see you in line dragging your feet you have my sympathy The day you were born you were born free That is your privilege