Too Late


There's only two men left on earth
And half of them are white
I wonder what on earth they'll do
should they talk or will they fight
Could one be a racist
Catholic Muslim Sikh or Jew
Would there be a point to argue
if all there were was two
There's no such thing of racist
It's a figment of the mind
A weapon in the hands of fools
That poisions all mankind
And ignorance is an old disease
That some choose to ignore
And still won't recognise it
When it's pounding on the door
So now we know the answer
you can be my mate
For all we are is earthlings
But we found out too late

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