I got blood in my gas tank Bones in my steel I eat California condor For my Thanksgiving meal I'm the last superpower I'm the son of a loaded gun I'm Rapscallion
When I was young and shiny boy I tried to dig my way to China I met the Rapscallion En route from South Carolina
Then he told me I don't like I don't like you
He said I'm searching for a colored man I said what colors have you seen? He said I seen 'em black and brown and red But, but, but the one I seek is green
Then he told me I don't like I don't like you I'm Rapscallion