Lyrics White Boy - Michael Friedman, Brian Tyree Henry, Rebecca Naomi Jones

White Boy

The flood is over
The land is dry
Why do you wear your pants so high?
White boy
White boy
You buy comics
Put them in plastic
Spiderman, Thor, and the Fantastic Four
But when things start getting drastic
Torch and Thing are not doing anything for you
You try to lead a life monastic
You try to focus on things scholastic
And when it’s time for anything gymnastic
Hide, hide
'Cause gym is certain suicide
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music, white boy
Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die
The other kids might call you spastic
Just develop a facade sarcastic
And never seem too enthusiastic
'Cause anything you love
You know you’ll just be robbed of
On this block, the thing that’s exotic is you
Type A, the nerdy neurotic Jew
You’ll never dress in age-appropriate clothing
You’ll never suppress your ingrained self-loathing
You start to guess that your parents won’t save you
You learn in chess what your parents never gave you
Wait… wait…and bingo checkmate!
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music, white boy
Hava nagila
Hava nagila
Hava nagila, la la la
Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die
The flood is over
The land is dry
Why do you wear your pants so high?
White boy