Black Gold

Two boys on a playground Trying 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'd like to feel some pride But this place just makes me feel sad inside Mother, do you know where your kids are tonight? [Sirens and commotion] Keeps the kids of the streets Gives them 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'd 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