Some Of My Best Friends Are Racist (1998)
I get tired of finding out, that what
you think is given in the best relationships
is just a pile of shit
Well I get tired of finding out that what you take
for granted is thrown back in your face
Sometimes it seems too late.
To educate when there's a national debate, on an
issue that appears to be so straight-forward and
you say it's alright, but it's not alright, it's not alright.
To ignore is to condone it if you think
about it don't shut up. You might as well be speaking
at the next one nation meeting.
And everytime you have a pointless dickhead relating
another unfunny ignorant joke based on pigment you should say
That belongs in yesterday.
Start today you can say it's not OK, don't go along for the ride
well it's not too late for you to say when they say that it's alright
well it's not alright, it's not alright
Some of my best friends are racist.
I'm not racist but...
I get tired of finding out that what you
take for granted is thrown back into your face.
What a fucking waste.
Please don't feed me that old bullshit of the
whispering of the soul, you must be dreaming 'cause
my soul is screaming to shutup you reactionary fuck
Returning home, I look forward to the thrill
Of another lecture or another pointless drill.
Ascend the front steps dreading further war
Why the fuck is my key not fitting in the door?
I guess I'm not wanted, I wonder what I'll do
I've already been banned from my friends houses too.
I wonder what I did to make my mum so mad
No perfect homelife but the only one I had.
Oh my god, mum changed the locks.
Now I've got my freedom but no place to go
No prospects or money to go to a show.
I haven't got on well with my mum all year
Can't use the phone to call my friends for a beer
I get tired of finding out, that what
you think is given in the best relationships
is just a pile of shit
Well I get tired of finding out that what you take
for granted is thrown back in your face
Sometimes it seems too late.
To educate when there's a national debate, on an
issue that appears to be so straight-forward and
you say it's alright, but it's not alright, it's not alright.
To ignore is to condone it if you think
about it don't shut up. You might as well be speaking
at the next one nation meeting.
And everytime you have a pointless dickhead relating
another unfunny ignorant joke based on pigment you should say
That belongs in yesterday.
Start today you can say it's not OK, don't go along for the ride
well it's not too late for you to say when they say that it's alright
well it's not alright, it's not alright
Some of my best friends are racist.
I'm not racist but...
I get tired of finding out that what you
take for granted is thrown back into your face.
What a fucking waste.
Please don't feed me that old bullshit of the
whispering of the soul, you must be dreaming 'cause
my soul is screaming to shutup you reactionary fuck
We built this city
We built this city on rock and roll
Built this city
We built this city on rock and roll
Say you don't know me or recognize my face
Say you don't care who goes to that kind of place
Knee deep in the hoopla, sinking in your fight
Too many runaways eating up the night
Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember?
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Someone's always playing corporation games
Who cares, they're always changing corporation names
We just want to dance here, someone stole the stage
They call us irresponsible, write us off the page
Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember?
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
It's just another Sunday in a tired old street
Police have got the choke hold, oh, then we just lost the beat
Who counts the money underneath the bar?
Who rides the wrecking ball into our guitars?
Don't tell us you need us 'cause we're the ship of fools
Looking for America, coming through your schools
Don't you remember? (Remember)
Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember?
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
We built, we built this city, yeah (Built this city)
We built, we built this city
We built, we built this city yeah (Built this city)
We built, we built this city
We built, we built this city yeah (Built this city)
We built, we built this city (Built this city)
