Free school dinners for the poor, pizza with a side of misery
Teachers said when I leave, no one here will miss me
Didn’t know I was a sinner, but if they say so, well I must be
Big lips, wide nose, god knows no one will trust me
Mum don’t look like me, but thank god she still loved me
Neighbours called me nigger, told me go back to my own country
Said since we arrived, this place has got so ugly
But this is my ****ing country, and it’s never been ****ing lovely
We didn’t appear out of thin air.
We live here!
We didn’t appear out of thin air.
We live here!
Give it the bigun round town, have a drink and puff your chest out
Not a racist you’re just proud. Why should you be left out?
The fairies get a march, and the nig-nogs get a month
We’ve got the right to vote, I mean what more could we want?
Free to go where I like, if I look like I belong
If not, **** off! Go on boy move along
Remember Stephen Lawrence, he too was free to roam
Eighteen years old at the bus stop, murdered on his way home
We didn’t appear out of thin air.
We live here!
We didn’t appear out of thin air.
We live here!
The first time I was called Nigger, I was a bout seven or eight years old.
I was playing across the street and one of the older kids called me it.
I went home for bath time a little later and asked my mum what it meant, my white mum.
She told me it was a bad word!
We didn’t appear out of thin air.
We live here!
We didn’t appear out of thin air.
We ****ing live here you cunt!
We Live Here