Interpret:

Skunk Anansie

Album:

Paranoid & Sunburnt

And here I stand, redskin fist of power 
Clawing at the stains 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 everybody is 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 
So here I stand, stand s-t-a-n-d 
So here I stand, stand s-t-a-n-d 
So here I stand, stand s-t-a-n-d 


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 


So here I stand, stand s-t-a-n-d 
So here I stand, stand s-t-a-n-d 
So here I stand, stand s-t-a-n-d 
So here I stand, stand s-t-a-n-d 


So here I stand, stand s-t-a-n-d 
So here I stand, stand s-t-a-n-d 
So here I stand, stand s-t-a-n-d 
So here I stand, stand s-t-a-n-d 


My nigga-rage, nigga-rage 
nigga-rage, nigga-rage 
nigga-rage, rage 
nigga-rage, rage 
rage, rage, rage