Don't Need It - Bad Brains

Don’t need no ivory liquid

Don’t want no afro sheen

Don’t need the latest fashions

Don’t want my hair to smell clean

I’ve got my automotion

I’ve got that superpotion

And if you think I’m going crazy

Then pretty baby it might be true babe

We don’t need no first class

Don’t need no second class

All of the best-of, all that can kiss my ass

I’ve got my claim to fame

I’ve got that positive flame

And if you think I’m going crazy

Then pretty baby it might be you babe