Hoodie and the Blowhards : Got Rich Because of You
sung by Reverend Al

You and he
You come from different worlds
You like to follow him
As he talks to ugly girls

He thinks you crazy
Creepy-Ass-Cracka guy
He's just a baby
Cause the media tells that lie

But there's something we must do
We gonna riot because of you

You look at he, he thinks you might be gay
Rachel say you a rapist, might wanna make his day.
At first chance, he throws first swing
He just gonna “pound and ground” that sidewalk's gotta sting.

There's one thing you can do To stop him from beating you

Fat Al is not a fool
We gonna riot because of you

Smoked weed and now He chill'n
He hides behind a fence
He say, "His tea is great" you stalk him as he walk by

Now you shot a kid that day
Gotta now move to Italy

We protest and made a million bucks, and when he died it came to me

I can't help it if I'm lucky
I gonna get rich because of you

Ain't Trayvon so cool
We gonna riot because of you

Yeah my suit is baby blue
I can afford it because of you

You can call me a fool
But I'm famous because of you

Sometimes I wonder if this will ever end
No more racism means I no longer march with all my friends
We act real crazy, and you wonder why.
We fat and lazy, yeah, cause we march I'm a rich guy

Yeah my girlfriend is hot and new
I only got her because of you

You can call me a fool
I'm only famous because of you

Yeah my suits are baby blue
Can afford'm because of you.

This is a most equal work....

The moldy rye bread ration has proven to be very inspirational