Black Gold

Two boys on a playground
 Tryin' to push each other down
 See the crowd gather 'round
 Nothing attracts a crowd like a crowd
 Black gold in a white plight
 Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride
 I don't care 'bout no wheelchair
 I've got so much left to do with my life
 Moving backwards through time
 Never learn, never mind
 That side's yours, this side's mine
 Brother you ain't my kind
 Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride
 Sure like to feel some pride
 But this place just makes me feel sad inside
 Mother, do you know where your kids are tonight?
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 Keeps the kids off the streets
 Gives 'em something to do, something to eat
 This spot was a playground
 This flat land used to be a town
 Black gold in a white plight
 Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride
 Sure like to feel some pride
 But this place just makes me feel sad inside
 Black gold in a white plight
 Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride
 I don't care 'bout no wheelchair
 I've got so much left to do with my life