I'm talking to your soul cause things are out of control
Don't give me that ding ding dong ding ding dong but I'd build
I'm hanging just above the gates of hell
You say I'm not white enough for this, then you say I'm not black enough for that
Divided rule, we have to build a old school
No tell me who's wise enough to rule
Mixed and others, we're healing the blisters
Inflicting on all our brothers and sisters
Now when a heartless system says that you don't exist
And times it's a walk for years and disappearing to the mist
Let me tell you people
We're one in the name of God
You can't just start the laws of the universe with an iron rod
Yeah, yeah, well, yeah
They call us mixed and others, yeah
They call us mixed and others, but we are sisters and brothers
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Here we go, here we go
Two, two Swedish, Japanese, and a bit of Debelle if you please
Four's are Arab, Irish, a little bit of Indian and some Scott
Come on, throwing everything you've got
Pakistani Eskimo, pre-canned Chinese
Ha, ha, ha, this time we've got the races underneath
There ain't no mixed and others, yeah
There ain't no mixed and others, yeah
Mixed and others, we're healing the blisters
Inflicting on all our brothers and sisters
When a heartless system says that you don't exist
It's a walk for years and disappearing to the mist
Let me tell you people
We're one in the name of God
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can't just start the laws of the universe with an iron rod
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Doin' the mixed and others, yeah
Doin' the mixed and others, cause we are sisters and brothers
Everybody do the mixed and others, yeah
Everybody do the mixed and others, cause we are sisters and brothers
Mixed and others, we are sisters and brothers.
Mixed and others.
