Them fascinating blacks Got to face the facts There's time to work and time To smoke crack in your Cadillac Yakkity yak, yak your yakking And you don't talk back And all those scheming white Sheets and necktie nights Their careless Third Reich dreams A box of matches that's about to ignite Nighty, night, night Whitey, white, white You know it just ain't right How do you expect to dance With one leg froze While the other's freezing The music roars and a prophet rants And warns there comes a time When you must deafen To the voice of reason And all their stinking wealth Keep the rich in health It's just a shame they're pained To do for others what They do for themselves And tighten their belts They try to be convincing in ya But you sure can tell And all the country's poor Hands held out for more Couldn't find a job With a bomb in nuclear war Nobody's sure But don't let it hit you When we slam the door How do you expect to dance With one leg froze While the other's freezing The music roars and a prophet rants And warns there comes a time When you must deafen To the voice of reason Now I might think I'm pretty smart And call this rambling protest art And that may touch your heart But songs are only teasing And all them singing stars With their heads on mars Where the wouldn't know a crisis If it hit them right Between the guitars They're talking about opinions But they sure ain't ours How do you expect to dance With one leg froze While the other's freezing The music roars and the prophet rants And warns there comes a time When you must deafen To the voice of reason Yeah, you must deafen To the voice of reason Hey, yeah To the voice of reason Talk, talk it out how To the voice of reason Don't live, I'm your out To the voice of reason Your boat, your out To the voice of reason Of reason