Erasure
They typex'ed all the black kids out of the picture
So when they pictured that scene, they wouldn't be seen
Baby girl in the front row, with the cornrows
Smiling at the band
They made a cartoon of you
They beat you into lead, and made an object out of you
They put out lit cigarettes down your sweet throat
They fed you to the alligators
They tried to erase you
They tried to erase you
They tried to eviscerate you, hide behind the curtain
Make you forget your name
They tried to erase you
They tried to erase you
They tried to eviscerate you, hide behind the curtain
Make you forget your name
They took credit for your labour
They took credit for your labour
They tried to acid wash you
And paint you as a picture of patience
And they killed you
They hid your broken bones in a public place
And they wore a public face
They wore a public face
They wore, uh
They tried to erase you
They tried to erase you
They tried to eviscerate you, hide behind the curtain
Make you forget your name
They tried to erase you
They tried to erase you
They tried to eviscerate you, hide behind the curtain
Make you forget your name
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
Baby, baby, baby
They fed you to the alligators
They fed you to the alligators
They fed you to the alligators
And they hate us
And they hate us
So when they pictured that scene, they wouldn't be seen
Baby girl in the front row, with the cornrows
Smiling at the band
They made a cartoon of you
They beat you into lead, and made an object out of you
They put out lit cigarettes down your sweet throat
They fed you to the alligators
They tried to erase you
They tried to erase you
They tried to eviscerate you, hide behind the curtain
Make you forget your name
They tried to erase you
They tried to erase you
They tried to eviscerate you, hide behind the curtain
Make you forget your name
They took credit for your labour
They took credit for your labour
They tried to acid wash you
And paint you as a picture of patience
And they killed you
They hid your broken bones in a public place
And they wore a public face
They wore a public face
They wore, uh
They tried to erase you
They tried to erase you
They tried to eviscerate you, hide behind the curtain
Make you forget your name
They tried to erase you
They tried to erase you
They tried to eviscerate you, hide behind the curtain
Make you forget your name
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
The knife was clean
Baby, baby, baby
They fed you to the alligators
They fed you to the alligators
They fed you to the alligators
And they hate us
And they hate us
Credits
Writer(s): Corinne Bailey Rae
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