Colours and shapes, shapes and colours We've walked, seen wrongs with our own eyes and have not forgotten We have followed Islam in these lands As we still hear the call to prayer on Fridays God has brought us together, and all praises due to Him The situation has good too (not only bad) See how the people are mixed Arabs and Indians, blacks and whites You wont believe how guns can go off though Listen to the ambulance sirens See how (DJ) U-Cef's neighbours were shot! They murdered children! The police might knock on our door and search the house Look around, there is both righteousness and sins While some claim to be the chosen people of God There is talk of freedom, terror and resistance You might hear this at a mosque But in the streets it's "what are you looking at?" Money and cash, mugging, hashish And the souls of people between your hands The morsel of the kind ones, we miss it That's how London is That's how London is