Lookin' For A Handout Johnny Rebel Have you ever been just drivin' around? And ended up in the colored part of town? And you see an old-time, one-room shack With a great big t.v. antennae Then you look out in the back You can always see a Cadillac And inside there's about 15 niggers Eatin' one can of beans for dinner Now ain't that just like a nigger? Or, so the story goes... They just like to live that-a-way you know Why, they haven't got one spark of ambition in their mind They're hard-headed as a dag-blamed mule! And the only reason they go to school Is so they can sign their name When they become members of the welfare line They're lookin' for a handout-yeah, something free! They're lookin' for a handout-from you and me! And with the consent-of the President     (CHORUS) They're gonna get their way Now, I ain't aimin' to run anybody down But I know how they operate down in coontown Why, they wouldn't hit a lick at a snake If it was curlin' up to strike! But when their leader says, "Hey,nigger! Demonstrate!" Why, them jig-a-boo's don't even hesitate Cause as a nigger says, "A hmmm-a, them's The kind a-happenin's a-we like!" Repeat chorus. One day there's gonna be a stop to all this givin' And darkness, you're gonna have to account for your livin' You won't be able to hold your black hand out And wait for someone to give you your daily bread Cause the master said, "You'll have to earn your salvation!" So you'd better start lookin' over the situation And stop causin' all this trouble And be a good old nigger, instead. And quit lookin' for a handout-yeah, something free! Quit lookin' for a handout-from Uncle Sam and me! Don't try to integrate-be glad to segregate It's better that way! Much better that way!                                It's better that way-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ayyyyy!   Back to Lyrics~ Next Page (Still Lookin' For A Handout)