One more day down Everybody has those days Where one sweet song's Just gnough to clear my head Fall on real life Is anybody left there sane? If we slide on over and accept fate Then its bound to be a powerful thing If its just that you're weak Can we talk about it Its getting so damn creepy Just nursing this ghost of a chance The fiction, the romance, And the Technicolor dreams Of black and white people One boy head strong Thinks that living here's just plain He's pushed down so hard You can hear him start to sink And its one last round of petty convorsation You hold on boy cause You won't go down like this? Just roll on over Lay down till its more than you can take So one more day down And everybody's changing One more head down Just enough to reach my head If its just that you're weak Can we talk about it Its getting so damn creepy Just nursing this ghost of a chance The fiction, the romance, And the Technicolor dreams Of black and white people We are black and white people