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Through the eyes of a child |
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There's no wrong or right |
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No reason to hate |
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No need for a fight |
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No colour, no creed |
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No malice, no greed |
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Till the child becomes a man |
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Give up your freedom |
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Hand back your rights |
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Then change your colour now |
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You're black not white |
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And there'll never be a piece of the action |
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Now you're an african |
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Forget beliefs and swallow your pain |
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You're just a number now |
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And boy's your name |
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And you'll never get a piece of the action |
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Now you're a working man |
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African, asian, it's all the same |
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Brown, black, caucasian |
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It's all the same |
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Slave labour, working class |
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What's in a name? |
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Far left, far right, centre |
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It's power they crave |
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The politics of apartheid |
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The politics of shame |
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The cold abuse of human rights |
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Of torture and of pain |
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Are only part of the action |
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When you're an african |
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The politics of making more |
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The politics of greed |
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The cold abuse of poverty |
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To keep your labour cheap |
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Are only part of the action |
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When you're a working man |
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African, asian, it's all the same |
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Brown, black, caucasian |
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It's all the same |
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Slave labour, working class |
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What's in a name? |
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Far left, far right, centre |
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Far left, far right, centre |
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Far left, far right, centre |
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It's power they crave |
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The politics of buying arms |
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When there's no food to eat |
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The politics of digging gold |
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Instead of planting seeds |
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The leader with his private golf course |
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And his flashy cars |
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Sits playing with his diamond wrist watch |
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While the people starve |
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The politics of shooting down |
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A plane that brings relief |
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By fat men playing power games |
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Who've got enough to eat |
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The politics of racial hate |
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The politics of war |
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The men who sell the guns have fun |
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While we all count the score |
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One, two, three, four |
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Thousands, millions |
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People dying just to keep |
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Them in the action |
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Through the eyes of a man |
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There's wrong and there's right |
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A reason to hate |
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There's need for a fight |
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There's colour, there's creed |
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There's malice, there's greed |
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When the child becomes a man |
