To my mind, it always seems a little strange
That people won't do the things you know they ought to
Some folks say, the world ain't never gonna change
But in my heart, I do believe
Those are the folks who guide to
Can't or for not to

The day turns bright and night turns wonderful
Twilight never really brings them to an end
If white is right and black is beautiful
Lord, tell me when can brown begin
Tell me, people
When can brown begin

Fire and water won't be mixed in, so they say
But I've seen the steamclouds floating high and free
Salt and pepper don't get in each other's way
No, they just cooked together
And when they don't agree, they just let each other be

The day turns bright and night turns wonderful
Twilight never really brings them to an end
If white is right and black is beautiful
Lord, tell me when can brown begin
Tell me, people
When can brown begin
Hey, hey
And night turns wonderful
Twilight never really brings them to an end
If white is right and black is beautiful
Lord, tell me when can brown begin
Tell me, people
When can brown begin