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Black Gold lyrics
Two boys on a playground
Tryin' to push each other down
See the crowd gather 'round
Nothing attracts a crowd like a crowd
Black gold in a white plight
Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride
I don't care 'bout no wheelchair
I've got so much left to do with my life
Moving backwards through time
Never learn, never mind
That side's yours, this side's mine
Brother, you ain't my kind
You're a black soldier, white fight
Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride
Sure, like to feel some pride
But this place just makes me feel sad inside
Mother, do you know where your kids are tonight?
Keeps the kids off the streets
Gives 'em something to do, something to eat
This spot was a playground
This flat land used to be a town
Black gold in a white plight
Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride
Sure, like to feel some pride
But this place just makes me feel sad inside
Black gold in a white plight
Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride
I don't care 'bout no wheelchair
I've got so much left to do with my life
Part of these releases
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- Track 2 on Grave Dancers Union
- 1 Somebody to Shove
- 3 Runaway Train
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- Track 3 on Runaway Train
- 2 By the Way
- 4 Never Really Been
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- Track 1 on Black Gold
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- Track 3 on The Candy Sampler
- 2 Somebody to Shove
- 4 Runaway Train
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- Track 6 on Masterclass
- 5 Growing into You
- 7 99%
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