If I could be a Cracker, for a day.
If I could be a Cracker for a day, a Cracker I could be. Global praise for white accomplishments as far as I could see.
I'd go to Korea for the exotic Asian honeys. Then I'd bicker at the Chiinks, for making honest money.
I would love and cherish a Korean trophy wife. Then I'd tell her, she's only, good for making rice!
Oh, if I could be a Cracker for a day, I could live my life the pale and privileged way. I'd chain the apes and find Redskins to slay, If I could be a Cracker for a day.
I could go to Africa and find some diamond mines to loot. The apes there would surely obey me, since I've got NRA guns to shoot.
Oh, if I could be a Cracker for a day, I could live my life the pale and privileged way. I'd chain the apes and find Redskins to slay, If I could be a Cracker, for a day.
But I don't have to be a Cracker for a day, and I really don't want to be. Because Cracker let me tell you, it's plain and simple to see, that if I were you for a day then I'd be, foolishly hating me. So I don't want to be a Cracker, for a day.
No, I don't want to be a Cracker, for a day. I don't want to live my life the pale and privileged way. I'll settle down in my cell downtown, but that's okay, because I'll never be a Cracker, for a day.
