Bitch I like
segregated by design
caught up in a purpose that disgraces their standards
these actions wont help us end our fight
progress cant be made by weeding out the majority
eliminate the source but do not destroy the fighters
the color of the oppressor is only
the shortcoming of the disaster
end the sinister accusations
acknowledge the foresight in which we hold
to end oppression - doing it in an uneducated
way is not going to end it
it's going to enforce ones reputation
in a disgraceful manner
to segregate us by color wou
Aren't You Kinda Glad We Did
Oh it really wasn't my intention
To disregard convention
It was just an impulse that had to be obeyed
Though it seems convention we've been scorning
I'll still not go in warning
Though my reputation is blemished, I'm afraid
With just one kiss
What heaven, what rapture, what bliss!
Honestly, I thought I wouldn't
Naturally, I thought I couldn't
And probably I shouldn't
But aren't you kinda glad we did?
Actually, it all was blameless
Never the less, they'll call it shameless
So let's keep the lady nameless
But aren't you kinda glad we did?
Socially, I'll be an outcast
Obviously, we'll dine alone
On my good name there will be doubt cast
With never a sign of any chaperone
No matter how they may construe it
Whether or not we have to ruin
Whatever made us do it
Well aren't you kinda glad we did?
Aren't you kinda glad we did?