| So what, if he's different? | |
| Don't - you're not the one to tell me how | |
| The way I look at people now | |
| He is a brother of the skin | |
| And this is how we will begin | |
| We'll fight the ugliness of lies | |
| Covering eyes that do despise | |
| Under nations, one and all | |
| We'll fight the bigots once for all | |
| The tempest starts to come alive | |
| How is it, that you are so blind? | |
| So don't despair, you | |
| Rodney Kings | |
| Hate, kill, different, so what? | |
| It's only men who destroy souls | |
| Under the banner of the right | |
| You wannt to crush, you want to fight | |
| But let me tell you now, my son | |
| In the end you'll be undone | |
| The politicians think they're cute | |
| Another kike, another jew | |
| Another nigger, wop and spick | |
| The terminology of the sick | |
| We can all be brothers | |
| We are all | |
| God's children | |
| We can be under the sun, together | |
| Don't - you're not the one to tell me how | |
| The way I look at people now | |
| We are the brothers of the skin | |
| And this is how we will begin | |
| We'll fight the ugliness of lies | |
| Cover eyes that do despise | |
| Under nations, one and all |