Mr. Backlash
Mr. Backlash
Just who do think I am
You raise my taxes
freeze my wages
And send my son
to Vietnam
You give me
second class houses
And second class schools
Do you think
that alla colored folks
Are just second class fools
Mr. Backlash
I'm gonna leave you
With the backlash blues
<Interlude>
When I try to find a job
To earn a little cash
All you got to offer
Is your mean
old white backlash
But the world is big
Big and bright and round
And it's full of folks like me
Who are black, yellow
beige and brown
Mr. Backlash
I'm gonna leave you
With the backlash blues
<Interlude>
Mr. Backlash
Mr. Backlash
Just what do you think
I got to lose
I'm gonna leave you
With the backlash blues
You're the one
will have the blues
Not me, just wait and see