Those people, they're not like us
They don't look like you and me
Those people, they're no to trust
I'm not safe when they are free
Those people don't want to work
Or maybe they'll take my job
On my corner, those people lurk
It's me they're looking to rob
Those people have got me scared
It's not like it used to be
Those people came from somewhere
Else lacking decency
Those people are rich or poor
Or dark or lazy or gay
Those people are strange, for sure
How can we drive them away?
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