People: white is white. What's black ain't clover. . Together we'll be. When the war is over.. You see the Black Skin Blue Eyed Boys. . They ain't gonna fight no wars.
I'm starin? at the four walls. Sittin? here, waitin? by the telephone. Your words are runnin? through my mind child. Cut me like a knife, you don't wanna see me any more.