I woke up today, this morning
I’m bloody, I’m beaten
I find that I have been robbed
They took my shoes, my wallet
I’m still drunk, I say «fuck it»
I go to my job
Then my boss, he fires me for no good reason
No reason at all
He says, «if you come back I will call a policeman»
I’m hitting the wall
So I call home, say «dad, I’m robbed
I’m fired, I need money, I need money bad!»
He says, «That's bullshit! You’re lying! I know you!
Need money? Too fuckin' bad!»
He says «son, you gotta get out there and fight, man!
Compete and stand tall»
I say «dad, that’s the trouble with your whole damn white man
I’m hitting the wall»
So I’m walking, there’s kids behind me They’re laughing, they throw rocks at me
I start running, they chase me They’re coming, they’re gaining
They’re gonna get me Now there’s no answer to this I can think up
I’m taking a fall
So I duck into a bar, sit back and drink up
I’m hitting the wall
Then later three big guys
They poke me, they wake me They say, «boy you’d better pay»
I pull out my pockets
They don’t laugh, they punch me They kick me, I’m out the hard way
I’m laying by a dumpster drunk and beaten
With nothing at all
People point at me and say I’m sickening
I’m hitting the wall

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