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 a helpless child No regrets, no argument why 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 We never forget, their leader Is dead They deal with death, Our pulse goes over the edge They've got no respect 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...