We paint our colors to get close to You Paint it black and blue But we don't get through 'Cause You wanted different colors from the start Placed it in our heart Wrote it on the wall We mean well 'till we bleed We are troubled indeed Because our hearts are in Babylon Our will is strong But the truth is a k**er And as we speak with the tongues of men You will descend And down will come Babylon We cross our fingers for prosperity I, myself, and me Where's our dignity? We shake our fists at all the bad that is When the problem is We're the cause of it We need to march, march, march 'Till the walls come down Watch it fall like snow Just like Jericho