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Terrorists
01:55
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Another headline to vilify
Weaponise hatred for the way we live
Hijabs on our heads,
Eating with our hands.
They stand to gain from demonising us
“Island of strangers”
Rhetoric of race baiters
We’ve heard it all
Terrorists, terrorists
It’s all we ever hear.
Vilify, vilify
We’ll always be suspect here
Comment sections now are horrifying
Could this be our neighbour?
Feelings they’ve always harbored?
We’re not the ones out here fucking up your lives.
We’re not the ones to hate
While the billionaires eat their cakes
You can’t put food on your plate.
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I.M.M.I.G.R.A.N.T.
01:28
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In this world
That hates us all
They just want us
All gone.
I.M.M.I.G.R.A.N.T.
Though they hate us
They love our food
Spray paint their hatred
but biryani for two
I.M.M.I.G.R.A.N.T.
This is for my
Mother
My father
My uncles
My aunts
My cousins
My brothers and sisters.
Peace be upon them wherever they call home.
I am an immigrant
Your hate won’t phase me
We’re kids of immigrants
Your hate won’t phase us.
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Aliyah
01:44
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Aliyah was at every show
She knew every word
She had all their merch
Now she’ll never return
No one wonders why
No one questions how
How did we let her down?
No wonder she’s not around.
We’re here to turn it around
We’re here to turn it around
We’re here to turn it around
A lifetime of ridicule
A lifetime considered uncool
Started way back in school
who thought it’d be here too
One by one, they all leave
Feeling out of place
No one wants to feel this way
no one wants to make a change
We’re here to turn it around
We’re here to turn it around
We’re here to turn it around
This song is for you
My Jewish, Hindu, Sikh friends, too.
This is all for you.
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4. |
Where Are You From
02:42
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“Where are you from?”
The worst thing you could say to me
Is that I couldn’t be
From here
From there
“You don’t sound like you’re from here, man.”
My bad, let me don my suit
Change my accent so it suits
What you’d
like me
What you’d like me to be.
“Where are you from?”
Was out enjoying my day
You just had to come and say
“Can I
Just ask
Where are you from?”
At this point, I just don’t know.
My passport’s become a show
I dance
I joke
And pray they’ll let me go.
Why can’t I just be
Why can’t I just be
Why can’t I just be…
Why can’t I just be me.
Where are you from?
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Home
02:16
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Left a world familiar
Destined for strange lands.
With sadness, fear in our hearts.
We gripped each other’s hands.
Saying goodbye to a place we loved.
It’ll be alright I whispered in her ear.
But I had no idea...
Arrived to placards outside homes
Arrived to bricks thrown through windows.
Arrived to kids screaming “Pakis go home”.
Then something changed.
They came in their thousands
Facing off these fascists
Compassion in their voices
This is your home now, too.
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6. |
Aye
02:19
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When they say this scene belongs to everyone
Why does it feel that doesn’t always include us
In a sea of faces, I see you unsure
Breaks my heart to see you walk right out that door.
It’s time to make ourselves known
to make ourselves heard
We can’t wait for this to look like it does outside
Where we all get chai, saag paneer, and chicken Karai
It’s time to make ourselves known
to make ourselves heard
Aye aye aye - aye aye aye
Ek Do Teen Chaar
Aye aye aye - yeh bhi tumara heh
Aye aye aye - sat meh bah nana heh.
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