Well it was dark at midnight
There was hardly any moon
And no one really saw much
No one was really sure
But something didn't seem right
Something seemed kinda queer
The roar turned into whispers
Everyone stood t here
When the sounds fit the night
Something hiding from the light
Like strangers in the night
Well I didn't see them shotguns
I didn't see no knife
I saw this crazy black guy
With a demon in his eyes
I heard him say ";white man";
I've seen that silver cue
You don't remember me well
But I remember you
When the sounds fit the night
Something hiding from the light
Like strangers in the night
Well the knife just left his fingers
As the black guy took his aim
White guys head exploded