Black boy dynamite blues Coming to town at night to drink up and drop the news "You'll get yours but I'll get mine first Count down your hour, boy, 'til dynamite burst" Yeah Downtown full of gasoline fume Black boy keep crossing the line Hanging on to the telephone Keep nicking the nickel and dime He's here for the money He's here for the crash Music that overlong dues to keep us remain insane And give us blues Oh 'til the morning comes Give all the love he got Oh then you're getting some Yeah Woo Black girl running around town To keep up and sing the blues "Yeah I'm pretty dolled up But I ain't nobody's fool" She's here for the loving She's here for the cash Electric melodies buzzing through the night So give us love Oh 'til the morning comes Oh yeah give all the love she got Oh then you're getting some Yeah Uh Yeah Right on Brother Sister Get together For love That's right Yeah It's the dynamite blues Dynamite blues Dynamite blues Dynamite blues It's the dynamite blues Black boy dynamite blues Black boy dynamite blues Yeah