And here I stand

'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 soiled heritage
(That's) so charmingly underground

So here I stand (stand s-t-a-n-d) (x4)

So here we stand, I'm looking a t 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 scared-up-faces we condemn