Black People White People
| Black People White People | |
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| Written by | Joe Hawley |
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| Appears on | Joe Hawley Joe Hawley |
| Sung by | Joe Hawley, Tulsi Devi, Bora Karaca, Patrick Ratliff |
| Duration | 3:38 |
| Genre | Rock |
| Language | English |
Black People White People is the 2rd track on Joe Hawley's solo album, Joe Hawley Joe Hawley.
History
In the description of a video Joe uploaded on February 11, 2018, it is revealed the song was originally meant as a Tally Hall song. A demo was also uploaded to Joe Hawley's YouTube page. The demo version just repeats the first verse.[1]
Lyrics
Black People White People
Men's Team Women's Team
Coca-cola Pepsi-cola
Rich People Poor People
Funny People Serious People
Easter Bunny
What the !?
Black People White People
Kids' Team Adults' Team
Smokers Non-Smokers
Sexy People Ugly People
Traveling People Indigenous People
Bigfoot
What the !?
Black People White People
Fossil-Fueled Vehicles Electric Vehicles
Plant Eaters Meat Eaters
Civilized People Primitive People
Pious People Skeptical People
Antarctica
What the !?
Black People White People
Good Team Bad Team
7-Up Mountain Dew
Happy People Suicide People
Scandinavian People Caribbean People
People who were born to
Indonesian single moms in 1957 (fifty seven)
(nineteen fifty seven)
PR:I returned to the Earth to rebirth the hyperbolic
(sewed my con in the tract while you were sitting diastolic)
Lobachevskian fields betray the inharmonic
and Teutonic motivations
of the legions growing on it
Never gonna stop me (x4)
JH:A tip of the hat to you sir, I should spout!
What a riveting thesis I shan't live without;
if you'll kindly excuse me I'll pull up my slacks
And imagine no chasm betwixt knaves and jacks
TD:Delivered again, sweet ice cream in the middle
A jumble of flavors, a spliced team color riddle
I'm a head-freeze dichotomy, and mixed-race lobotomy
gazing at stars while they spar every part of me
Never gonna stop me (x4)
PR:Chronic electronics; Tulsi out the tropics
I's in the Cauc'us Mountains and working on my phonics
Atlas shrugs and burst the supersonic
Shadows on the wall; Plato's bees in your bonnet
BK:Do ghosts ride thinner than middle
(Ostensibly a riddle of complex complexion affinity
[but really mere proclivity for sun proximity
{vicinity of moon signals tidal paradiddle}])
Never gonna stop me (x14)