yesterday's sorrow   not forgot in tomorrow   stolen just like a baby   in a world full of maybes   for the thought of a dollar   and taught hate of a color   born two days 'til we play the routine,   of a game thats so old and obscene   today all the troubles exceed   as the media helps destroy dreams   with the two can't irreverent it seems   we can't find the mean between extremes   then go      i pretend all the white boys   talk it back to the black toys   and they return to work the next day   and they think in a different way   they talk of the last man   of a cheap and depressed man   funny how it seems that some never even see   what's been built and then taught to believe   is it thought that some races don't bleed   or that pain is just something for me   if you think that then brother, you'll see   the blood will just spill to eternity   hey      is it thought that some races don't bleed?   or that pain is just something for me?   with the two can't irreverent it seems   we can't find the mean between extremes   alright