And I, I, I don't care if it kills me tonight 'Cause I, I, I I'll be loving these scars for life! So I, I, I don't care if it kills me tonight 'Cause I, I I'll be loving these scars for life! I think scars are beautiful I think black is white I'm stuck

Take it back, take it way back Take it way way back to the first black man Long ago before the white man could paint The black man with a gun in his hand Take it way way back to the first white man At the very moment when they looked around And said fuck

Looks good on that neon buzzin' on the wall But darling, it don't match your eyes I'm tellin' you You don't need that guy It's so black and white He's stealin' your thunder Baby, blue ain't your color Blue looks good on the sky

From Black Diamond Bay On Black Diamond Bay Up on the white veranda She wears a necktie and a Panama hat Her passport shows a face From another time and place She looks nothing like that And all the remnants of her recent past Are scattered in the wild

I know what I believe, and now I see There is no hope for me, at least I know No longer will we be fooled, you say No longer will we be fooled White skin, white teeth, black heart, black lungs Sleeping on your stacks of millions As your followers

This world was made for all men We pledge allegiance All our lives To the magic colors Red, blue and white But we all must be given The liberty that we defend For with justice not for all men History will repeat again

It don't matter if you're black or white But, if you're thinkin' about my baby Yea, yea, yea now I took my baby on a Saturday bang Boy is that girl with you Yes we're one and the same Now I believe in miracles And a miracle has happened tonight

White riot, I want to riot White riot, a riot of my own Just what they're told to And nobody wants To go to jail Black man gotta lotta problems But they don't mind throwing a brick White people go to school Where they teach you how to be thick

I found this photograph, A big smile for the camera, How did she know? The moment could be lost forever Forever more Underneath the broken picture glass. Tender face of black and white, Beautiful, a haunting sight. Looked into an angel's smile,

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls