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    M.d.c. Shades Of Brown

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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    They say the darkest hour is just before the dawn

    In chess, without exception, white moves the first pawn

    They called it "Black Tuesday" when the stock market crashed

    A fix in 1919 turned the White Sox to Black

    Black balled, black magic, executioner's hood

    White hatted, white horsed, champion of good

    Black knight of Dark Ages on the darkest night

    The Pope walks in truth, head to toe in white

    [Chorus:]

    Who started all this bullshit - were they looking for a fight?

    You didn't have to be there to know that they were white

    But when you're talking skin tone, let's not fuck around

    Cause no one's really black or white, we're all just shades of brown

    Black hearted, black beard on the briney deep

    Or the family outcast you call the black sheep

    Days of black plague - draw your final breath

    Heading for heaven white dying of Black Death

    Mankind is preoccupied to keep each other down

    Some use superstition, a Bible or a crown

    At best it's fear and ignorance, at worst, it's a sin

    Not God and country, king or crown, it's the pigment of our skin

    Used to reinforce what's wrong or right

    It's really just the presence or absence of light

    In the blackest hour of the blackest day

    It isn't mighty white of us, but we gotta say

    [Chorus]

    White when your marry, black when you die

    A racial hierarchy, a festering white lie

    White stands for ignorance, pure and sincere

    But if you're talking bigotry it should be crystal clear

    The new world becond, the immigrants came

    Homogenized their culture, anglicized their names

    Then they painted Jesus, blonde with eyes of blue

    Not a Nazarene, more a nazi than a Jew

    In the black revolution with their Black Power found

    Till their leaders were all jailed or stomped into the ground

    And the final step ironic - to nail that coffin tight

    The powder of enslavement in their glassine bags of white

    [repeat chorus until this white male power structure falls]

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