Roy Jordan and Ed Morgan were two good old boys from my home town They were good boys, not so old boys You really couldn't say they'd been around When it came to race, creed, color, gender orientation and Endangered species I guess you could say they hadn't really made the scene In fact they were liable to escort you to the edge of town For wearin the wrong color jeans So one night down at the bar if you chance to meet a man Who's fit to be fenced Tell em you're married to a Black Jewish Puerto Rican And see if they can figure out which part they're against