White Man's Blues
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My baby she won't leave me Not a hope nor prayer for that Keeps naggin', says she loves me A divorce'll set me real back By a couple million dollars Jesus, Lord, can't afford that She gone once, thought, that was that, but Nah, she just been out at it Shoppin' more of that useless crap We're fort-builders, land-grabbers, And bomb-throwers, folks; We're not happy, we're not happy Darn right, I think I got the blues, and Im feelin' down and blue, man The espresso-machine's jammed again It was instant-coffee instead (F*ck that...) Never go full retard, man White man's problems They gon' make 'em Everybody else's troubles White man's problems They gon' spread 'em That makes it all the better Then along came this fella Elvis, and Drove the whole thing home, god damn Stole a lot of great blues, the sham Made it safe for the white man Because, god heaven, forbid them Be expressed so genuine Spoiling our vital delusion Now we sing it like it's country Givin' 'em the blues, and Reclaiming our ancestry The whole thing over again Ain't no topic got sensitivity Only people with said proclivity
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