Miss Black America - Miss Black America lyrics

You used to be the life and soul Now you practise and preach self-control You're obsessed with privacy, but there's none Six billion mobile phones There's no escape - Trust no-one Shout it out Until your blood runs cold Shout it out Until your lungs explode Shout it out I am Miss Black America Shout it out I am Miss Black America What happened to your urge to destroy And your mission to bring the noise? Two young boys, wa*king over atlases Six billion empty heads d**h to the living dead Shout it out Until your blood runs cold Shout it out Until your lungs explode Shout it out I am Miss Black America Shout it out I am Miss Black America Shout it out: "They won't take us alive We are beyond embara**ment We want real lives and we'll get them yes, you'll see" So, shout it out Shout a hard thing and a mean thing Let the hatred flow free Be an obscene thing Be obscene I am Miss Black America.