Respect

I had an Italian friend, killed by Italian skinheads 'Cause he drove a car with a German numberplate I had a German friend, trashed by German skinheads Their only motive - he was black There's no sense in burning an helpless child No regrets, no argument why Chorus: We never forget, their leader is dead They deal with death, Our pulse goes over the edge They've got no respect Their targets are the weak, Foreigners, the defenceless A little, but loud minority Wanna see fear in our eyes Shaved heads, at home a child On the streets a killing rat Cowardly alone, a murder in the pack Blood and Hooligans on every TV-news Cultures in rage and new frontiers Chorus Chorus 2: Humane race, black or white It's up to you and me to reach out our hands A necessary respect No religion, no church, no politician We're bored of hackneyed words instead of facts We never forget... Chorus / Chorus 2