Curtis Mayfield - Kung Fu lyrics

Our days of comfort, days of night Don`t put yourself in solitude Who can I trust with my life When people tend to be so rude My mama borned me in a ghetto There was no mattress for my head But, no, she couldn`t call me Jesus I wasn`t white enough, she said And then she named me, Kung Fu Don`t have to explain it, no, Kung Fu Don`t know how you`ll take it, Kung Fu I`m just trying to make it, Kung Fu I`ve got some babys and some sisters My brother worked for Uncle Sam It`s just a shame, ain`t it, Mister We being brothers of the damned Keep your head high, Kung Fu I will til I die, yeah, Kung Fu Don`t be too intense, no, Kung Fu Keep your common sense, yeah, Kung Fu Don`t mistake life for a secret There is no secret part of you You bet your life if you think wicked Someone else is thinking wicked too My mama borned me in a ghetto There was no mattress for my head But, no, she couldn`t name me Jesus I wasn`t white enough, she said And then she named me, Kung Fu Don`t have to explain it, no, Kung Fu Don`t know how you`ll take it, Kung Fu I`m just trying to make it, Kung Fu