I walk around with this all over me.   I cannot wash it clean.   You've got the ball.   You've got the ball -- I'm taking it from you.   And, today,    it's in the blood.   I left it in the blood you see,   so put the words together.   I'll be with you forever.   Get up.   We'll rise.   They'll pay.   And, wait until tomorrow night.   I can't recall yet if I'm black,    or if I'm white or wrong,   or if I'm white or wrong.   I am your creator.   Come with me, my congregation.   Get up -- I'll smack you back down.   Get up.   We'll rise.   They'll pay.   Get up -- I'll smack you back down.   You will become my diamond.   I'm yours, and you are mine.   Get up.   We'll rise.   They'll pay.