you put your fingers and stretch your eyes like dough
and yell ching chong... ching chong
you slurp our noodles, and you play with our chopsticks
tap tap... tap tap
you say you've been to China
but the only China you went to was China town in California
you take the tiles of Mahjong and run those squares into spehers
rolling those spheres on the cold wooden floor
You take our jade stone
the stone of luck and good health
but what good luck and health are we feeding our soul
you turn our jade to coal
you grab everything we have with your filthy rich hands
filthy and gross
those filthy hands are always wrapped around a gun
one finger on a trigger
with one release
it can take a mans beathe away
and that's exactly what you did...
realeased....
and took his breath.....
and roam to the next house with a loaded gun
ready to **** the next one