She's a fat girl   You could never love that girl   You and all your skinny friends   makin' jokes at her expense   Cracks about her backside, its   resemblance to an elephant's      Does it feel good to tear her down?   Take her, make her less than human   She's heard every word and   She can't help the skin she's in      He's a black boy   You wouldn't want to be that boy   He's a jive talkin', ghetto dwellin',   streetcorner crack sellin'   Welfare cheatin', pickaninny eatin' watermelon      Does it feel good to tear him down?   Take him, make him less than human   He's heard every word and   He can't help the skin he's in      We are the ugly, the weak and the wrong   Trapped in your world where you won't let us belong   When you cut me with your eyes   You know I die a million times   I'm still alive      You're lovely   But deep inside I know you're ugly   Though your face displays the   promise of a Venus or Adonis   Still your fragile bleeding ego takes   its pain out on the rest of us      And it feels good to tear you down   Sue me, I'm only human   That only makes it worse, 'cause   You can't help the skin you're in