So What

So what?

Tic-tac...

Then, it goes the bomb

The human bomb

While there was few enough space

to all

No space for the blacks

No space for the yellows

So what?

In the meantime, let´s organize

the smooth revolution 

Eating out the old mental maps

Yeah!

Tic-tac...

Then, the jazz will hollow their brains out

So what?