[Intro]
After the funeral breaking kola nuts
We sit and reminisce about the past
And in her voice only sadness
Her only son taken from her
[Chorus]
In every headline we are reminded
That this is not home for us
In every headline we are reminded
That this is not home for us
[Verse 1]
The second generation blues
Our point of view not listened to
Different worlds and different rules
A question of allegiance
Clinging to her Bible and her scapular
And the memory of the way things were
I don't see hope, I cannot smile
I burn with anger all the time
[Pre-Chorus]
We all read, what they did
To the black boy
After the funeral breaking kola nuts
We sit and reminisce about the past
And in her voice only sadness
Her only son taken from her
[Chorus]
In every headline we are reminded
That this is not home for us
In every headline we are reminded
That this is not home for us
[Verse 1]
The second generation blues
Our point of view not listened to
Different worlds and different rules
A question of allegiance
Clinging to her Bible and her scapular
And the memory of the way things were
I don't see hope, I cannot smile
I burn with anger all the time
[Pre-Chorus]
We all read, what they did
To the black boy
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