Young Fathers - Old Rock n Roll

For fuck's sake We living life like a bubble wrapped ape She came to mind when I treble that bass I'm tired of playing the good black I said I'm tired of playing the good black I'm tired of having to hold back I'm tired of wearing this hallmark for some evils that happened way back I'm tired of blaming the white man His indiscretion don't betray him A black man can play him Some white men are black men too Niggah to them A gentleman to you Some white men are black men too Some white men are black men too Some white men are black men too Niggah, Ohwae Owhae Niggah, Ohwae Ohwae Niggah, Ohwae Ohwae Awake Awake Watch your body Wash itself Baptise baby I bath in blood Dare be told I seldom do surrender God forsaking no good do-good-er It's all out Out in the open Looking for the wild one Boy I'm fragile Choke on bones while choking stone You knock me or your miss me Or you miss me Or you miss me Or you miss me Or you miss me Old rock n roll Not what you've been sold Congo square is open for business I was there as god is my witness There you fucking go (So there you fucking go)