Lyrics:
Well, mama do you know whereyour boys areif they sling enough rock, theygonna be rock starswell grandpa told junior aboutthem slavery daysafter all these years some stillgot them slavery wayswell, down home brother, thisdance ain't newif you don't watch your backthey'll show you how to doseen the devil last night, walklike a natural manhad a pipe in his mouth, a rockin his handmurder up the country, murderin your townseem like everyday anothergood brother shot down