Getting my facts from a Benetton ad
Lookin through African eyes
Lit by the glare of an L.A. fire
Black tie, white noise
Ive got a face, not just my race
Bang, bang, Ive got you babe
Putting on the black tie
Cranking out the white noise
Sun comes up and the man goes down
Woman comes again
Just an hour or so to be safe from fear
Black tie, white noise
Then we jump through hoops
Were divisible now, just disappear
Putting on the black tie
Cranking out the white noise
We reach out over the race and hold each others hands
Then die in the flames singing, we shall overcome
Whoa, whats going on?
There will be some blood, no doubt about it
But well come through dont doubt it
I look into your eyes, and I know I wont kill you
I look into your eyes, and I know you wont kill me
You wont kill me, you wont kill me, no
But I look into your eyes and I wonder sometimes
Putting on the black tie
Cranking out the white noise
Oh Lord, just let him see me
Lord, Lord yeah, let him hear me
Let him call me brother
Let him put his arms around me
Let him put his hands together
Reach out over race and hold each others hands
Walk through the night thinking we are the world
Whoa, whats going on?
There will be some blood, no doubt about it
We should come through dont doubt it
I looked into your eyes, and I know I wont kill you
And I turn my back for, I know you wont kill me
You wont kill me, yeah, you wont kill me, no
But I wonder why, yes, I wonder why, sometimes
Putting on the black tie
Cranking out the white noise
Theyll show us how to break the rules
But never how to make the rules
Reduce us down to witless punks
Black tie, white noise
Fascist cries, both black and white
Whos got the blood? Whos got the gun?
Putting on the black tie
Cranking out the white noise oh, yeah
Cranking out
Cranking out oh yeah
Cranking out the white noise
Black tie, white noise
Cranking out
Cranking out
Putting on the black tie
Cranking out the white noise