[Intro] [instrumental] [verse] See the tired suit? Reading yesterday’s news Still stuck in his thinking Lace up his jive shoes Heard him mumble 'Bout the foreign food smell Gonna teach him the groove Send him back to his shell [pre-chorus] Wanna play checkers? Wanna play chess? But you're already losers And we are the winners [chorus] Checkmate racist! (Ha ha!) Checkmate racist! (You lose!) Checkmate racist! (Ha ha!) Checkmate racist! (Got the groove!) [verse] See the old sign? Hanging in the window pane Says 'Go back home' In the urban decayed rain They talk about their culture Like it's pure and clean But we got the rhythms They ain't never seen [pre-chorus] Wanna play checkers? (checkers) Wanna play chess? (chess) But you're already losers (losers) And we are the winners [chorus] Checkmate racist! (Ha ha!) Checkmate racist! (You lose!) Checkmate racist! (Ha ha!) Checkmate racist! (Got the groove!) [instrumental] [verse] Listen close, listen deep, hear the rhythm speak true We ain't running from nothing, got a new kind of view The binary thinking, it’s lame and old Black folks, white folks, that story's been told The only color that matters is the rhythm in the soul... [chorus] Checkmate racist! (Ha ha!) Checkmate racist! (You lose!) Checkmate racist! (Ha ha!) Checkmate racist! (Got the groove!) Checkmate racist! (Ha ha!) Checkmate racist! (You lose!) Checkmate racist! (Ha ha!) Checkmate racist! (Got the groove!) Checkmate! (Da da da da) Checkmate! (Da da da da) Checkmate! (Da da da da) Got the groove! (Ay!) [outro]
