Jack-O is weird, and he cannot lie
You other people can't deny
And when the man walks in with his noce misplaced
With it fallin' off his face, you say
Damn!
All those nips and tucks
make the people say "What the f*ck!?"
Out in the mask he's wearin'
People look and they can't stop starin'
Oh, Michael, What wrong with ya?
Look at your picture
You're white like Cindy Brady
Man, your skin's lighter than
"chigga-chigga Slim Shady!"
Yuck! Playin' with children
No, that little boy ain't yo' friend
You're loony...loopy
Having children as your groupies
We've seen you dancin'
We saw you romancin'
You were set...set
Probably haven't had a real woman yet
I'm reading these magazines
Saying "Jackson does weird things"
Take the average fan and ask him that
He'll say "he should be black"
So...people! "Yeah!" People! "Yeah!"
Should Mike Jackson be black? "Hell yeah!"
But he's faded! "Faded!" Faded! "Faded!"
Should go back to black

Michael ain't black!

Back in the day, he was big
And when he played a gig
Girls just couldn't help themselves
They were acting like animals...but then the scandals
Won't leave him alone...just SUE!
Double up...SUE SUE!
They couldn't find any Playboys
'Cause Mike's bedroom was filled with toys
Now, you could say Mike is crazy
'Cause he's got this crazy trouble
Lawyers bust his bubble
Left his career in rubble
He was cool in his old videos
Up on stage with his other four bros!
And they all had afros
Now Mikey's sportin' a fake nose
A word to the real Mike Jackson
Who's missing in action
I wanna get the facts in
And I gotta be straight when I say you gotta
PLEASE make some better songs
What the heck is going on?
Your latest CD release was WRONG
Didn't even have a hit single
With that lame song "Rock My World"
We need "Thriller!" and "Bad!"
What happened to the skills you had?
Yo Janet? "Yeah?" Janet! "Yeah?"
Is Michael from another planet? "Yeah!"
So come on...write a song
Put that shiny one glove on!

Michael ain't black!