Joe Jackson - Battleground lyrics

Black n***a white n***a standing in the dark Listen to the rhythm of the ba** boom Black n***a takes a hit sending up a spark In the dark heat Swaying a little to the ba** beat White n***a takes a hit takes money out Says this is what it's all about Rots your brain - who cares Black n***a stares White n***a sighs I like your music I like your style I crack a joke so why don't you smile White n***a dancing out on the floor tonight The band's not good but the beat seems right The band's all black and the floor's all white Clenching fists unite and fight Rock Agianst Racism rules tonight But in the real world No-one rules But fists are clenched all right Down in the Underground Out in the playground The common ground Is a Battleground Now you don't have to be black to be a n***a no more The writing's on the wall Say - black is power White is flower Diveded we fall And behind the wall Behind the door In the dark heat In the rhythm of the ba** beat Something is wrong And no-one is taking the blame