Born in the 1940's, my parents couldn't vote   X and king was on a march for power true   Black power that is, panther's and their attitudes   Were fresh new business suits, yes, yeah, yeah      Stricken with determination to rise above the slave   The mayo men used firehoses   To spray the monkeys back in their cages   To spray the monkeys back in their cages      Round and around and around they go   The bus is goin' mighty slow   Brothers in the back seat come to the front   People gettin' hostile wanna kill someone      Well the overlords thought it would be a good idea   To mix the black with the white   But if you're a fly in the buttermilk they'll chase you all through the night   So go ahead and burn your cross and rape our women in the night   'Cause the tables are turned   When your cream coated daughter will be my wife      Round and around and around they go   The bus is goin' mighty slow   Brothers in the back seat come to the front   People gettin' hostile wanna kill someone