By Adam Schwartz
The smoke in your lungs after workin' the mines
And the pavement you shovel from nine to nine
And the work that you do all day and all night that pains and breaks your back
Black…
The cat in the alley that brings us bad luck
The color of King, the color of all
The dumbbells the sleigh bells and mayhem's old shack
Black…
Under the covers in a room late at night
It's magic; it's Power; it's Panthers; it's plight
Somebody give me the will to act
Black…