Guilty

another guilty white boy —
won't you turn me in?
always had it easy,
charge me for my sins
ain't been through the slavery,
ain't been through the cotton fields
through the back of a bus oh,
'cause I'm guilty
ain't been through the slavery,
ain't been through the cotton fields
through the back of a bus oh,
'cause I'm ooh guilty, yeah yeah
broken bones and bruises —
Daddy brought the ball this far
but living on his shoulders,
he passed it with his car, wo-oh
I've been through the little league,
a 9 years old in the social arena
oh baby, gonna beat beat beat em,
yeah, I'm guilty
I've been through the little league,
9 years old in the social arena
oh baby, gonna beat beat beat em,
oh, I'm guilty
always had it easy,
my future's in the mail
every reason to succeed,
every chance to fail
ain't got nothing on nobody,
no-no, no-no, no-no, no
if I found that opportunity,
I lost my soul
Grandpa saw World War II,
old man saw Vietnam
I spent my life just to see my pals
and now I'm guilty
I've been through the little league,
a 9 years old in the social arena
oh baby, gonna beat beat beat em,
well, I'm guilty
ain't been through the slavery,
ain't been through the cotton fields
through the back of a bus oh,
'cause I'm guilty
you wonder why we fall
on top of everyone
you wonder why we're no fun
'cause we're guilty