Black Gold - Soul Asylum

Two boys on a playground

Tryin' to push each other down

See the crowd gather 'round

Nothing attracts a crowd like a crowd

Black gold in a white plight

Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride

I don't care 'bout no wheelchair

I've got so much left to do with my life

Moving backwards through time

Never learn, never mind

That side's yours, this side's mine

Brother you ain't my kind

Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride

Sure like to feel some pride

But this place just makes me feel sad inside

Mother, do you know where your kids are tonight?

Keeps the kids off the streets

Gives 'em something to do, something to eat

This spot was a playground

This flat land used to be a town

Black gold in a white plight

Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride

Sure like to feel some pride

But this place just makes me feel sad inside

Black gold in a white plight

Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for a ride

I don't care 'bout no wheelchair

I've got so much left to do with my life