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Black is Beautiful 

She sits there in her room
Listening to The Cure
She’s there on her own
With her headphones on
Her little sis storms in: she wants to know more
She streams, she screens: she wants to know more 

She says ‘Black is beautiful’
She says it’s not even a colour
 She says ‘Black is beautiful’
She says it’s not even a colour 

She heads straight from school
To embrace subculture
With Doc Martens boots and a Niggy Tardust tee-shirt on
She gets dirty looks from all the other girls
Who do wonder what is wrong with her  

She says ‘Black is beautiful’
They say it’s not even a colour
She says ‘Black is beautiful’
They say  it’s not even a colour 

Her folks think she is demented
Her folks think she’s been abducted
By the white white white white  white white noise
By the white white white white  white white noise 

They say ‘Black is beautiful’
She says it’s not even a colour
They say ‘Black is beautiful’
She says it’s not even a colour 

It’s not even a colour, it’s not even a colour 

She digs the vibe of Wesley Willis
She feels his stress on neurosis
Bad Brains: she gains, she gets, she rates
Bad Brains: she gains, she gets, she rates  

They say ‘Black is Beautiful’ :  It’s not even a colour
They say ‘Black is Beautiful’ : It’s not even a colour 

It’s not even a colour, it’s not even a colour

Have you ever felt this way? Hum, hum, hum

Have you ever felt this way? Hum, hum, hum
Have you ever felt this way? Hum, hum, hum 

To say, to say… 

‘I know, I know, I know, I know’
 ‘I know, I know, I know, I know’ ...

‘BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL' 

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© Solange Moffi/Madame So

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