Hey Mr. Prejudice I know you're handsom and smart
but your ignorance wont even let you pass start
cause equality and freedom don't matter to you
well I guess feeling angry's to easy to do

Now you stroll down the road with the facts in your hand
Your cat's in the cradle and left for the dead
A paperplane might take the truth from ones eyes
but who's faith and religion are you to deney

You judge people by shape and the collor of skin
if the heads on the wrong place you'll commit to the sin
you judge by a hair and the color of an eye
But it's easy to get stuck in a corner when your blind