Well, I don't know what
Well, I don't know who
I don't know where or when
Well, I don't know him
And I don’t know they
Well, I don't know thick or thin

Landing in empty parking lots
In deserted discount stores
Negro Observers
Are landing by the scores
Talking down in their low-rider cars
From a blue tone Venus and Mars
Negro Observers
Are counting heads in singles bars

Walking up and down the empty boulevard
Negro Observers
With muscles that are very hard
Walking up and down and a falling everywhere
Negro Observers flying through the air
And they don’t know what goes on
But the Negro Observers are big and strong