Double Link - Racism lyrics

Racism What's the difference in the colour of our skin? We all the same inside aren't we? Yeah, well, when, Danny came to see me he flooding my whole room I didn't know what had happened, I couldn't even presume The kid was 7 years old, had he fallen over or been controlled? I asked him what was wrong but he wouldn't unfold His tears kept flowing while I tried to behold Was he being bullied, beaten or hurt? If he was then I couldn't tell by his shirt cause after you've been given a good kicking There's normally blood and sweat sticking, pricking No, this wasn't physical, this wasn't material, it was something else, something bacterial Something that made him not want to eat his cereal It was hardly cereal now, more a puddle of tears I was waiting; he was waiting till a cornflake reappears But nothing came up, nothing showed I tried to get him to school, to get on the road But he refused to move, he was stuck on his seat Fists clenched, trying to be discrete Trying to hide the fact that he so obviously wanted to delete That one person who made him feel like this, the one that made him cry I was going to ask him why but I didn't get to try as he exploded Words coming out his mouth as if he had just decoded The language to speak, the thing he could use The use of communication that he wanted to lose He screamed ‘I HATE THE WORLD AND EVERYONE IN IT NO ONE CARES AND EVERYONES ALREADY COMMIT TO BEING A BUNCH OF MEAN ba*tardS WHO WILL NEVER UNDERSTSAND HOW IT IS TO FEEL BANNED FROM YOUR MOTHERLAND' I said Danny woah calm down, and i turned him around I looked in his eyes and saw all the lies All the hate and all the threats, every piece of information that he would never forget The boy had been racially abused, bullied until bruised But he had no marks on his skin, no punches or scars Cause what racism does is worse than falling over your handlebars It scars you for life, makes you feel like your dirty As if everyone else is sturdy, and your a little birdie Who can't leave the nest, who can't even fly He saw his brothers make the leap, and he saw them die THATS what Danny felt like, cause his skin was black All the local kids had even drawn up a plaque ‘NO ni**erS' it read, all the words in red As if the blood from all the blacks Had been taken but left tracks They wanted him gone, he hadn't done a thing He was 7 years old and all he had was a piece of string Cause his dad was working nights, late shifts at The Head The local pub which made him hate his life instead As he too was racially abused, the people just accused and accused All the wrongs of the world on the people who were black Even though they themselves were dealing crack And getting cheap money, unlawful but funny Or so they thought until their uncle got caught with the money The thousands of pounds that white family had Even with that, the dealers still go mad Cause they haven't endured, they haven't felt pain They haven't travelled thousands of miles to try and start all over again Money came easy, inheritances were huge But it was the black slaves, who would pick all the fruit And do all the labour which made the white men rich It was the slaves who had a civilisation built on their backs Without them we wouldn't have been able to relax So don't be racist, don't single them out cause of their skin They're the same as you, but from them we begin Our relationship has been improving but the amount of racism is still bemusing So encourage your peers to treat everyone equally Become friends with the foreigners so there is no secrecy We're all the same deep down inside, all made from the same bones, flesh and things that keep us alive Soc When you meet an Asian, an African or a Latina Treat them the well, say ‘hey, signorina!' (yes that was Italian) We're all of the same race, that I guarantee For some reason though some may disagree However you know whats right and wrong So next time you see one, invite them to hit bong?