Oh
Mr. blacklash, Mr. Backlash
Who'd you think I am?
You raise my taxes
Freeze my wages in my only son
Son in Vietnam
You see what happened there?
You give me second class houses
The second class schools
You know all colored people
In this country got to be second class fools
And it’s true, now
That's the truth, now
That's the truth, now
Hey, but I got something on you!
I know how to leave you, with a little blues
Ah! Hey, hey
When I try to find a job
Get a little cash
Are you gonna hand me
Give your two cent backlash?
Put the words big
Big, and bright, and round, and black and round
Full of other folks like me who’re black, beige and brown
Backlash, and Kissinger
I'm gonna leave and you already gottem!
Oh, the blues!
Mr. blacklash, Mr. Backlash
Who'd you think I am?
You raise my taxes
Freeze my wages in my only son
Son in Vietnam
You see what happened there?
You give me second class houses
The second class schools
You know all colored people
In this country got to be second class fools
And it’s true, now
That's the truth, now
That's the truth, now
Hey, but I got something on you!
I know how to leave you, with a little blues
Ah! Hey, hey
When I try to find a job
Get a little cash
Are you gonna hand me
Give your two cent backlash?
Put the words big
Big, and bright, and round, and black and round
Full of other folks like me who’re black, beige and brown
Backlash, and Kissinger
I'm gonna leave and you already gottem!
Oh, the blues!
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