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