Kajun Klu Klux Klan Johnny Rebel You nigger's listen now I'm gonna tell you how To keep from getting tortured When the Klan is on the prowl Stay at home at night And lock your doors up tight Don't go outside,or else you'll find Those crosses a-burnin' bright! Now I know you won't believe me So I'm gonna tell you why The Kajun Ku Klux Klan Is gonna get you by and by I'm warning you that when I'm thru You're gonna change your tune This story's 'bout a nigger His name was Levi Coon He walked into a cafe He thought he'd get a bite He thought that they would serve him Since they passed the civil rights The waitress told him "No." And that he'd "better go." He said, "No M'am. My Uncle Sam say... I don't have to go!" So he sat there in that cafe Being stubborn as a mule No matter what she said He wouldn't get up off that stool He sat there like a jack-ass Said, "I'm gonna demonstrate! I came in here to eat! And I ain't leavin' till I've ate!" The waitress had enough She said, "I'll call your bluff." She said, "If we can't treat you right, We'll have to treat you rough." The phone was in her hands She gave him one more chance He wouldn't go, and so she called The Kajun Ku Klux Klan When he saw them cajun's comin' Levi knew it was too late His eyes popped out his head! And his kinky hair got straight! He said, "Oh! Lawsy, white folks! I didn't mean a thing! Why did I have to listen to That demonstrater King!?" Now, niggers understand They tied up both his hands He was at the mercy of The Kajun Ku Klux Klan I knew just what they'd do And Levi knew it, too I know what kind of torture They would put that nigger thru Now, the moral of this story Is plain as it can be Niggers mind your business And let us white folks be You'd better heed my warning And try to understand Don't you deminstrate Around the Kajun Ku Klux Klan! (Note: to read more about the spelling on Klu Klux Klan, please see the interview)    Back to Lyrics~ Next Page (Lookin' For A Handout)