Lyric And Here I Stand

and here I stand, redskin fist of power
clawing at the strains of racism
it turns to black, cos I m so very credible
but you keep losing track
cos you don t see, my colour in your melting pot of love
where everybody s brown
so here I stand, knee deep in your soiled heritage
that s so charmingly underground
so here I stand (stand stand) (x4) so here I 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