(Takk til Frode B)
I’ve lived eighteen years on the right side
You eighteen on the wrong
While my people were lying
Yours were always strong
Class distinctions and prejudice
We’re living in a system of lies
They separate us and they hurt us
The system and its lies
Living on the wrong side of the river
Living on the wrong side
Living on the wrong side of the river
But you’re on time
But we’ll keep on being together
Won’t let them bring us apart
Prejudiced people are trying
To put up their black walls