I got blood in my gas tank,
Bones in my steel
I eat California condor
For my Thanksgiving meal
I'm the last superpower
I'm the son of a loaded gun
I'm Rapscallion
When I was young and shiny boy
I tried to dig my way to China
I met the Rapscallion
En route from South Carolina
Then he told me I don't like
I don't like you
He said I'm searching for a coloured man
I said what colours have you seen?
He said I seen 'em black and brown and red
But, but, but the one I seek is green
Then he told me I don't like
I don't like you
I'm Rapscallion