When I think about black people, I think they're nice, happy.

I think of black people, I think they're beautiful.

The best people I ever heard of.

When I think about black people, I think about asking them what their name is.

I remember yesterday when we used to laugh and dance and play we were

innocent like early day when we knew that we were free

We didn't hesitate to wrestle with the wind.

We knew that we would lose again and again.

It didn't matter because it never got cold.

No milk and honey up in here, but it's cold.

We're cold.

We're cold.

We're cold.

We're cold.

We are cold.

Cold.

Go.

Go.

No milk and honey up in here but this gold.

Well, those days have gone by, and laughter turned to tears we cried.

Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning light.

I know.

I know we gon' be alright.

Our gold is gonna shine like the stars so bright.

Even though we know No milk and nutty I've been here with the school

Go, quick, go.

Quick, go.

Quick, go.

Go, go, go.

Go, go, go.

Go, oh, oh, oh, oh Go, oh, oh, oh, oh No looking hurry up in here, boy, let's go Go, oh, oh, oh, oh

C-C-C-C-Colibri!

This is for you!