Slipping and sliding
Heavy foot on the blood of the Negroes
The sun roasting the hot wooden deck
Watching the apes scream
The salt stings the sliced black flesh
Those squealing toads rocked by Captain Beck
His whip flying through the mist
Give the white man your bare back
We can be rest assured, like an egg....it will crack
Negroes tumbling over the edge
Down below
Their cries of pain echoes in the belly of the vessel
One by one in chains that follow the snake
Negroes rounded up on the plank
Their ebony skin burning in the sun's rays
The Great White Shark circling in the water
They can smell the black sweat as the weight hits the tide
Their fins disappear
As the apes go down like a string of beads
Hail, hail....thanks to rolling sea
Bodies piled up on wooden boards
Down they go
Around they go
Black toads burial at sea to shining sea !!!!