Uh, and I know it’s just a fantasy
I cordially invite you to ask why can’t it be?
Now we can’t do nothing bout the past
But we can do something about the future that we have
We can make fast or we can make it last
Every woman Queenin’ and every man a King an’
When those color lines come we can’t see between
We just close our eyes ’til it’s all black everything!
