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Biohazard

Black And White And Red All Over

 

Black And White And Red All Over

(album: Urban Discipline - 1992)


Fascism, the epitome of ignorance
Listen up, I'll give you a for instance
People go hating for the color of skin
Won't they learn they'll never win?
Play into the hands of the media vultures
We must learn to unite our cultures
Violence constantly tears us apart
Show the world that we've got heart

Blood is spilled on black and white
Different colors, why do we fight?
Face the facts, stone cold sober
Black and white and red all over

Thousands die and kill each other
Someone rapes and stabs their mother
I think it's sick to count the death toll
On and on the media rolls
Drive-by shootings, homicide
Nobody cares about the mother who cried
A family's grief stepped on by ratings
Understand why I keep hating

Chaos!

It makes no sense for us to be pawns
In the chess game that the media plays
If the streets are where you run
There you die, why? Find yourself a way out
There's no way out

Black
And white
And red
All over

Ruling out the positive and any hope for peace
This will only kill the moral
Paper sales increase
This shit has got to cease

Black
And white
And red
All over

Believe half of what you read
And half of what you see
Put two and two together and you'll have reality
Can you see my reality?
My reality

Blood is spilled on black and white
Different colors, why do we fight?
Face the facts, stone cold sober
Black and white and red all over

Turn on the TV and what do I see?
Killing, murder and blasphemy
Rape, arson, robberies
People die of incurable disease
Crashes, bashes, people on crack
Scandal, war and heart attack
Always strife in The Middle-fucking-East
If war sells papers, why don't peace?

done

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