White People Thing

If you got a place where the grass is green
And the sky is blue and the air is clean
And you got a church but you never go
That’s a white people thing
If you know your neighbours
And you neighbour is good
And you like your neighbour
And your neighbourhood
And you shake his hand
And you say hello
It’s so nice to live in the suburb
Where white is the absence of colour
Don’t look for a brother
Or bother a mother
Who hopes exclusively wry
That’s a white people thing!
When you see a neighbour
When you walk at night
And you’re not affraid
Cause his face is right
But you carry a gun
Cause you never know
That’s a white people thing