We're gonna be alright; baby, we are still young
Baby, we are still young, and that's more than some people can say
We're gonna be okay; at least we have white skin
And when you have white skin nobody can send you away
And people are inclined to help, to help
Other people who look like themselves
We're gonna be alright; baby, we have rich friends
And when you have rich friends, those kinds of connections can pay
We're gonna be okay; baby, we will rise up
Believe we will climb up to inhabit our corner of sky
And we will be inclined to help, to help
Other people who look like ourselves
You say we don't need a safety net; we need a fire hose
And you say that we're burning, burning, you tell me we're ready to blow
But ain't there something to be said for likeability?
Something good's going to happen
Someone will take us in under their wing and then
We're gonna be alright; we are still good-looking
Well, somewhat good-looking, and everything counts in its way
We are rising stars, and we won't need bootstraps
We'll hang on to kind hands of people with faces like ours