Theres a paki on the corner and he runs a little shop
And my dad he will not go there because he think he stole his job
And theres a flaming h*mos**ual, he's dressed up like a queen
And he'll probably f** you up the a** and give you some disease
Let's sit on both sides of the fence, where the gra** is always green
If we forget about what were scared about, we might work out what we need
Theres a guy down the kabab shop who looks like a terrorist
And I'm sure if he got on my bus, he'd have a bomb strapped to his chest
There is a problem with society, there's so much there to lose
Maybe we should blame our children who hide underneath their hoods
Let's sit on both sides of the fence, where the gra** is always green
If we forget about what were scared about, we might work out what we need
Well theres a n***a in the village teaching a white man how to dance
Theres a Christian girl with a turban on and a business man in drag
Theres a j**ish man with an arab girl and a smile across his face
Theres a anacist with a set of rules and a generous capitalist
Let's sit on both sides of the fence, where the gra** is always green
If we forget about what were scared about, we might work out what we need