White privilege blues
My kingdom for a heartache
If summer is a test
Then let's be consistent
White privilege keyrings
Sold factotum
Whatever that means
I meant the minimum, didn't I?
I meant the minimum, didn't I?
I meant the minimum, didn't I?

White privilege blues
Submitted by readers
They only write in now
Cos paper is so cheap
White privilege star jumps
They're the kind you do
They're the kind you do
I meant the minimum, didn't I?
I meant the minimum, didn't I?
I meant the minimum, didn't I?

Take off your shirt, we will burn you tomorrow
Take off your shirt, we will burn you tomorrow
Take off your shirt, we will burn you tomorrow
We'll burn you to death in the morning

Clean up that mess, it will stay on your record
Clean up that mess, it will stay on your record
Clean up that mess, it will stay on your record
And cling like a leech to your children

Make up your mind in the time it takes science
Make up your mind in the time it takes science
Make up your mind in the time it takes science
To prove that your will is illusion

Take off your shirt, we will burn you tomorrow
Take off your shirt, we will burn you tomorrow
Take off your shirt, we will burn you tomorrow
We'll burn you to death in the morning


Lyrics submitted by ruairiliam

White Privilege Blues song meanings
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