Mr. Backlash Mr. Backlash
Just who do think I am
You raise my taxes freeze my wages
And send my son to Vietnam
You give me second class houses
And second class schools
Do you think that all colored folks
Are just second class fools
Mr. Backlash
Im gonna leave you with the backlash blues
When I try to find a job
To earn a little cash
All you got to offer
Is your mean old white backlash
But the world is big
Big and bright and round
And its full of folks like me
Who are black yellow beige and brown
Mr. Backlash
Im gonna leave you with the backlash blues
Mr. Backlash Mr. Backlash
Just what do you think I got to lose
Im gonna leave you
With the backlash blues
Youre the one will have the blues not me
Just wait and see