Building

Don't be racist, I am the building And I've got news for you there Stephen blacks and whites, and reason how would you feel if the joke was on you? Blacks, whites, Indians and Spanish, they all came from the sea Trixie want you sing with me. Trixie: hey, Stan Stan: hey, Trixie trixie: what are you singing about? Stan: just sky scrapers stuff both of them: don't be racist, we both are buildings, or we will haunt your dreams