Paint It Black Lyrics - Gil Scott-heron

Picture a man of nearly thirty 

Who seems twice as old with clothes torn and dirty 

Give him a job shining shoes 

Or cleaning out toilets with bus station crews 

Give him six children with nothing to eat 

Expose them to life on a ghetto street 

Tie an old rag around his wife's head 

And have her pregnant and lying in bed 

Stuff them all in a Harlem house 

And then tell them how bad things are down South.