Miss Black America - Miss Black America lyrics

rate me

You used to be the life and soul

Now you practise and preach self-control

You're obsessed with privacy, but there's none

Six billion mobile phones

There's no escape -

Trust no-one

Shout it out

Until your blood runs cold

Shout it out

Until your lungs explode

Shout it out

I am Miss Black America

Shout it out

I am Miss Black America

What happened to your urge to destroy

And your mission to bring the noise?

Two young boys, wanking over atlases

Six billion empty heads

Death to the living dead

Shout it out

Until your blood runs cold

Shout it out

Until your lungs explode

Shout it out

I am Miss Black America

Shout it out

I am Miss Black America

Shout it out:

"They won't take us alive

We are beyond embarassment

We want real lives

and we'll get them

yes, you'll see"

So, shout it out

Shout a hard thing and a mean thing

Let the hatred flow free

Be an obscene thing

Be obscene

I am Miss Black America.