Her face is cracked smiling, all the fears that she's been hiding, And it seems pretty soon everybody's gonna know. And her voice is sore shouting, cheering winners who are losing, And she worries if their days are and soon they'll have to go.
[Chorus] My, my, my, I'm so happy, I'm gonna join the band, We are gonna dance and sing in celebration, We in the promised land.
She them talk of new ways to protect the home she lives in, Then she wonders what it's about when they break down the door.
Her name is Brown or White or Black, you know her very well, You hear her cries of mercy as the winners toll bell.
[Chorus] There a train that leaves the station heading for your destination, But the price you pay to nowhere has increased a more. Yes, it has! And if you walk you're gonna get there though it takes a little longer, And when you see it in the distance you wring your hands and moan.