AND HERE I STAND, REDSKIN FIST OF POWER

CLAWING AT THE STRAINS OF RACISM

IT TURNS TO BLACK, `COS YOU`RE SO VERY CREDIBLE

BUT YOU KEEP LOSING TRACK



`COS YOU DON`T SEE, MY COLOUR IN YOUR MELTING POT OF LOVE

WHERE EVERY FUCKERS BROWN

SO HERE I STAND, KNEE DEEP IN YOUR SOLID HERITAGE

(THAT`S) SO CHARMINGLY UNDERGROUND



SO HERE I STAND, (STAND S-T-A-N-D) [X4]



SO HERE WE STAND, I`M LOOKING AT MY SAD,SAD EYES

THEY SLOWLY TURN AT RAGE

OH WHAT A SHAME, I CAN`T CONTAIN MY BASIC NIGGA-RAGE

AND LUST FOR VIOLENCE



SO HERE WE ARE, THE CRY GOES OUT FOR WAR

LONDON`S EAST END BURNING TO THE GROUND

SO HERE WE STAND, BLACKENED FIST OF POWER

SAME OLD SCARRED-UP-FACES WE CONDEMN