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    "Shades Of Brown" Lyrics


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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

    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


    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 beckoned, the immigrants came
    Homogenized their culture, anglicized their names
    Then they painted Jesus, blond 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
    This song was submitted on November 12th, 2010 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Buddy J. Hobgood.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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