Clawfinger - Wrong State Of Mind Lyrics
I was dreaming that I was caught up in the middle of a paradebut I wasn't paying attention to the statement being madeand when I looked up at a banner and saw just what it saidthen I wished that I was somewhere else insteadBecause the message on the banner was for white supremacyand no matter how hard I tried it didn't make any sense to meso I studied the people around me trying to think of what to saybut the only thing I could think of was to laugh and walk awayI was dreaming that I was talking to a man about his faithand I was far away from home in some kind of exotical placeThe situation was such that when I looked at my surroundingI got nervous and my heart just started poundingI realized that I was the only man that was CaucasianAll the people around me looked like oriental AsianI was a legal alien in a difficult situationbut I could relate to the state I was in when I thought aboutdiscriminationWas I in the wrong place at the wrong timeor was I in the wrong state of mindWrong place, wrong time or wrong state of mindWrong place, wrong time or wrong state of mindWas I in the wrong place at the wrong timeWrong place, wrong time or wrong state of mindWrong place, wrong time or wrong state of mindI was dreaming that I was at home and when I took a look aroundit was as if the entire population had suddenly gone undergroundI was standing all by myself and there was no one to be foundthe only thing worse than a terrible noise is not even hearing a soundThere wasn't a trace of a human face as far as my eyes could seeI started to feel kind of lonely and I wanted some companyI had to make do with myself and the thought didn't appeal to me'cos the only thing worse than to many people is feeling completelylonelyWas I in the wrong place at the wrong timeor was I in the wrong state of mindChorusAnybody could be related with a monkey in a treeor an ancient tribe from Africa but that doesn't bother meI've probably got lots of relatives that are Jews and nobody knowsMaybe that's the reason for the size of my big and beautiful noseMy family tree is a mystery that comes from all over the placeso tell me the logical definition of a perfect raceSome people are dressed in a darker tan and some have a lighter shadeand I can assure you nobody's sure exactly where they were madeWas I in the wrong place at the wrong timeor was I in the wrong state of mindChorus
