I don't want my child to hear that
Now, I say this with due respect
Negroes stealin' white folks' statues
They gotta stop looking for martyrdom
We are asking (blow the bastards to kingdom come)
For disaster (like the Wobblies used to do!)
We'll be ruin 'fore this is over (show these rednecks a thing or two!)
Such a shonde
Such a tsimmes
Noah, look!
Here come the latkes
And golden may our blessings be
Just like these lovely latkes we-
I been waiting since the '30s,
Selling goddamn hats for Macy's
Waiting for the revolution
For the fight against oppression
For the worker to take over
For the poor to rise in fury
Now the Negro leads the way!
Comes at last the freedom day
But this martyr business is a ruse
Hallelujah!
Here's the goose!
Papa, look we saved the pupick
Just for you
The pupick, Papa