White boys 歌词

I've got white blood cells in my veins, covered up with pasty skin but I know I've got to have some kind of groove deep down within I come from out in the suburbs where they groove to crap like Wham! ("Uh huh.") The closest I've come to Motown is that bad song by the Jam White boys, white boys White boys trying to groove "Do you eat white bread for your sandwich?" "If my mom cuts off the crust." It isn't hard to tell we've never been to the back of the bus "How 'bout Malcolm X?" "Wasn't he in Hanoi Rocks?" "That's right." I've got enough soul to fill a thimble, but not quite to the top CHORUS: White boys, white boys White boys trying to groove Uptight and white Uptight and white, but I'm gonna break through I'm uptight and white, but I'm gonna learn how to groove Well, my mama calls 'em "darkies" and my daddy calls 'em "coons" I don't wanna get offensive but I get so damn confused I was raised on a steady diet of TV racial stereotypes ("That's a mouthful!") (Uptight and white Uptight and white) Do you eat white bread for your sandwich (if your mom cuts off the crust)? It isn't hard to tell you've never been to the back of the bus How 'bout Malcolm X? "Wasn't he in Hanoi Rocks?"