Lyrics:

Getting my facts from a Benneton ad
I'm lookin' thru African eyes
Lit by the glare of an L.A. fire
Black tie white noise
I've got a face, not just my race
Bang-bang I've got you, babe

Putting on the black tie

Cranking out the white noise

Sun comes up and the man goes down
And the woman comes again
Just an hour or so to be safe from fear
Black tie white noise
Then we jump thru hoops
We're divisable now, just disappear

Putting on the black tie

Crankin out the white noise

We reach out over race and hold each other's hands
Then die in the flames singing: "we shall overcome"
Whoa! What's going on?
There'll be some blood no doubt about it
But we'll come thru don't doubt it
I look into your eyes and I know you won't kill me
I look into your eyes and I know you won't kill me
You won't kill me
You won't kill me no
But I look into your eyes
And I wonder sometimes

Putting on the black tie

Crankin out the white noise

Oh Lord, just let him see me
Lord, Lord, just let him hear me
Let him call me brother
Let him put his arms around me
Let him put his hands together

Reach out over race and hold each other's hands
Walk thru the nite thinking we are the world
Hohohohoooo, what's going on?
There will be some blood no doubt about it
But we'll come thru don't doubt it
I look into your eyes and I know you won't kill me
And I turn my back for I know you won't kill me
You won't kill me
You won't kill me, no
But I wonder why
Yes, I wonder why sometimes

Putting on the black tie

Crankin out the white noise

They'll show us how to break the rules
But never how to make the rules
Reduce us down to witless punks
Black tie white noise
Facist cries both black and white
Who's got the blood, who's got the gun?
Putting on the black tie, cranking out the white noise

Oh yeah
Cranking out, ...