Boraxo

Chorus:

It's all right, it's all right

If you're righteous it's all right

Tho you've had your hands in blood up to the elbow;

You can always wash them clean with Boraxo

Boraxo, Boraxo, the greatest stuff of all

Boraxo in the bathroom, detergents in the hall

Your dainty feet don't touch the street

Like people poor and mean

And your conscience is washed clean with Boraxo



The cop shot Rector on the roof

The cop is clear of blame

His uniform was spotless

His rifle was the same

The coppers carry dark wood clubs

So blood can not be seen

And they always wash them clean

With Boraxo



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The student is protesting

The copper clubs his hair

His head is private property

But no one seems to care

The happiness he's fighting for

Is earth and life and green

And it can't be scoured clean

With Boraxo



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