[00:00.000] 作曲 : Gil Scott-Heron
[00:04.173] We deal in too many externals, brother
[00:08.012] Always afros, handshakes, and dashikis
[00:12.551] Never can a man build a working structure for black capitalism
[00:16.519] Always does the man read Mao or Fanon
[00:20.578] I think I know you would be black revolutionaries too well
[00:24.564] Standing on a box on a corner
[00:26.902] Talking about blowing the white boy away
[00:29.353] That's not where it's at, yet, brother
[00:32.473] Calling this man an Uncle Tom
[00:34.659] And telling this woman to get an afro
[00:36.801] But you won't speak to her if she looks like hell, will you, brother?
[00:40.763] Some of us been checking you act out kinda close
[00:44.426] And by now it's looking kinda shaky
[00:48.569] The way you been rushing people with your super-black bag
[00:52.553] Jumping down on some black men with both feet because they are after their B.A
[00:57.892] But you're never around when your B.A. is in danger
[01:01.297] I mean your black ass
[01:03.848] I think it was a little too easy for you to forget that you were a negro before Malcolm
[01:09.882] You drove your white girl through the village every Friday night
[01:13.376] While the grass roots stared in envy and drank wine
[01:16.514] Do you remember?
[01:17.910] You need get your memory banks organized, brother
[01:21.785] Show that man you call an Uncle Tom just where he is wrong
[01:25.460] Show that woman that you are a sincere black man
[01:29.325] All we need to do is see you shut up and be black
[01:32.930] Help that woman
[01:34.408] Help that man
[01:35.542] That's what brothers are for, brother

作曲 : Gil Scott-Heron
We deal in too many externals, brother
Always afros, handshakes, and dashikis
Never can a man build a working structure for black capitalism
Always does the man read Mao or Fanon
I think I know you would be black revolutionaries too well
Standing on a box on a corner
Talking about blowing the white boy away
That's not where it's at, yet, brother
Calling this man an Uncle Tom
And telling this woman to get an afro
But you won't speak to her if she looks like hell, will you, brother?
Some of us been checking you act out kinda close
And by now it's looking kinda shaky
The way you been rushing people with your super-black bag
Jumping down on some black men with both feet because they are after their B.A
But you're never around when your B.A. is in danger
I mean your black ass
I think it was a little too easy for you to forget that you were a negro before Malcolm
You drove your white girl through the village every Friday night
While the grass roots stared in envy and drank wine
Do you remember?
You need get your memory banks organized, brother
Show that man you call an Uncle Tom just where he is wrong
Show that woman that you are a sincere black man
All we need to do is see you shut up and be black
Help that woman
Help that man
That's what brothers are for, brother