Lyrics
brother you ain t my kind
Tryin to push each other down, tryin to push each other down Gold, moving backwards through time
but this place just makes me feel sad inside
black soldier
Mother do you know where your kids are tonight, see the crowd gather round, mother do you know where your kids are tonight
Never learn never mind, keeps the kids off the streets
fill up the tank let s go for a ride
But this place just makes me feel sad inside, never learn never mind, this spot was a playground
see the crowd gather round
nothing attracts a crowd like a crowd
Something to eat, brother you ain t my kind, that side s yours
That side s yours, brother you ain t my kind, nothing attracts a crowd like a crowd
See the crowd gather round, fill up the tank let s go for a ride, black gold in a white flight
that side s yours
Sure like to feel some pride, two boys on a playground
This side s mine, black gold in a white flight Black, fill up the tank let s go for a ride
but this place just makes me feel sad inside
Black soldier, this spot was a playground
Brother you ain t my kind, i got so much left to do with my life
But this place just makes me feel sad inside, brother you ain t my kind Black, this flat land used to be a town
See the crowd gather round, brother you ain t my kind
See the crowd gather round, black soldier
Brother you ain t my kind, i don t care about no wheelchair
Black gold in a white flight, fill up the tank let s go for a ride
i don t care about no wheelchair
Tryin to push each other down, tryin to push each other down, fill up the tank let s go for a ride
I don t care about no wheelchair, mother do you know where your kids are tonight, that side s yours
Fill up the tank let s go for a ride, that side s yours
This flat land used to be a town, brother you ain t my kind
I got so much left to do with my life, nothing attracts a crowd like a crowd, two boys on a playground
mother do you know where your kids are tonight
Tryin to push each other down, this side s mine
See the crowd gather round, two boys on a playground
Black soldier, fill up the tank let s go for a ride Gold, brother you ain t my kind
see the crowd gather round
Moving backwards through time, nothing attracts a crowd like a crowd