Should I hate a people for the shade of their skin? Or the shape of their eyes or the shape I'm in? Should I hate 'em for having our jobs today No I hate the men sent the jobs away I can see them all now, they haunt my dreams All lily white and squeaky clean They've never known want, they'll never know need Their s**t don't stink and their kids won't bleed Their kids won't bleed in the damn little war And we can't make it here anymore http://www.compadrerecords.net/audio/We_Cant_Band.mp3
