Knuckle Down
knuckle down, love his skin, it doesn't matter what colour
skin he's locked in knuckle down, knuckle down and love
that skin. knuckle down, love his race, it doesn't matter
if you win or lose a little face knuckle down and love
that race. one bright morning the world might end with a
big bang and you'll never get yourself another chance.
put aside the hoodoo and some of the voodoo 'bout people
being different take them by the arm and run to the street,
take a little drum to supply the beat, soon the whole world will
be up on it's feet and dancing. for my sake won't you put
your knuckles down, boys? for my sake won't you put you knuckles down?
knuckle down, love her skin, it doesn't matter what colour skin
she's locked in knuckle down, knuckle down and love that skin.
knuckle down, love her race, it doesn't matter if you win or lose a
little face knuckle down and love that race. one bright morning
you just might wake when the coin drops, even though you think
that love is such a corny thing. you can burst the bubble full up
with trouble says that people always got to be fighting (not right!)
and take them by the arm and run to the fields, blow on your
horn until jericho yields, soon the whole world will lay down
swords and shield for singing. for my sake won't you put
your knuckles down, boys? for my sake won't you put your knuckles down?
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