Backlash Blues Songtext
von Laura Fedele

Mr. Backlash, Mr. Backlash
Who do you think I am?
You raise my taxes and freeze my wages
Send my son to Vietnam
You give me second class houses
And second class schools
Do you think that all the colored people
Are just second class fools?

Mr. Backlash, Mr. Backlash
I′m gonna leave you with the 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 round and round
And it's full of other people like me
Who aren′t black, yellow, beige and brown

Mr. Backlash, I'm gonna leave you with the 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 round and round
And it's full of other people like me
Who aren′t black, yellow, beige and brown

Mr. Backlash, I′m gonna leave you with the blues

Mr. Backlash, oh, Backlash
I'm gonna leave you with the blues