This is a song about prejudice
And the language of prejudice
And the power of the language of prejudice
It's called
Prejudice
In our modern free-spoken society there is a word that we still hold taboo
A word with a terrible history of being used to abuse oppress and subdue
Just six seemingly harmless letters arranged in a way that will form a word
With more power than the pieces of metal that are forged to make swords
A couple of Gs
An R and an E
An I and an N
Just six little letters all jumbled together have caused damage that we may never mend
And it's important that we all respect that if these people should happen to choose
To reclaim the word as their own it doesn't meant the rest of you have a right to its use
So never under estimate the power that language imparts
Sticks and stones may break your bones but words can break hearts
A couple of Gs
Jeez unless you've had to live it
An R and an E
Even I am careful with it
An I and an N
In the end it will only offend
Don't wanna have to spell it out again
Yeah
Only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
Only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
So listen to me if you care for your health
You won't call me Ginger unless you're ginger yourself
Only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
When you are a ginger life is pretty hard
Years of ritual bullyin' in the school yard
Kids callin' you Ranga and Fanta pants
No invitation to the high school dance
But you get up and learn to hold your head up
You try to keep your cool and not get het up
But until the feelin' of ill is truly let up then the word is ours and ours alone
Don't you know that only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
Only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
So if you call us Ginge we just might come unhinged
If you don't have a fringe with at least a tinge of the ginge in it
Only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
Now listen to me
We're not lookin' for sympathy just because we're sensitive to UV
Just 'cos we're pathetically pale
We do alright with the females
Yeah I like to ask the ladies 'round for ginger beer
And soon they're runnin' their fingers through my ginger beard
And dunkin' my ginger nuts into their ginger tea
And askin' can they call me a Ginge
And I say I don't think that's appropriate
'Cos only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
Yep
Only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
Yeah
And all the ladies they agree it's a fact
Once you've gone ginge you can't go back
Only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
Yeah go ginge
Go you funky ginge
Yeah
Funky ginger mofo
Yeah you can call us Bozo or Firetruck
You can even call us Carrot top or Blood nut
Yeah you can call us
Match stick or
Tampon
Tampon
But fuckin' with the G-word is just not on
If you're a ginger-phobe and you don't like us we will stand up to the fight if you wanna fight us
But if you cut yourself you might catch gingivitis so maybe you should shut your funky mouth
Only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
Ho only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
So if you call us Ginge you can't whinge if you're injured
If you don't have a tinge of the ginge in your minge
Only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
Yeah
And you know my kids will always be clothed and fed 'cos papa's gonna be bringin' home the gingerbread
And they'll be pretty smart because they'll be well-read
And by read I mean read and the other kind of red wooh
Only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
Ho only a ginga can call another ginga Ginga
Just like only a ninja can sneak up on another ninja
Yeah only a ginger, only a ginger
Only a ginger yeah
Are you all listenin'-a
I'm not pointin' the finger
I just havin' a sing-a
I am just remindin' ya
That only a ginger can call another ginger
Ginger
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