Tide On My Soiled Genes by Surrogate Brains
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So this is your land The inherited lan? Did we ruin your plans You "Pure Blood Angle-American" So you feel we don't have rights Just because we ain't white Well, I'll tell ya what'll happen The next time 'my kind' breeds I'll put Tide on my soiled genes To keep them Caucasian Ten on one, now you're having fun One on one, we'll see how fast that you can run Now you can see the color of my skin, But you're still blind Because you can't see how we can be friends Now what would make you think That the white race is near extinct And that non-Caucasians are a cause of this tragedy? "White Pride" ain't my cup of tea Sorry to ruin your plans.