Where do you come from

Hey you – where do you come from? (no really, really)
Hey you – where do you think you belong?
You’re not quite lost but not quite found
You’re not quite square but not quite round
You’re from nowhere

Trip on my singing native tongue, to my mum’s despair
I’m too brown for here, I’m too beige for there
Technicolour tone in a land of monochrome
Can I really call this place home?

Hey you – where do you come from? (no really, really)
Hey you – where do you think you belong?
You’re not quite lost but not quite found
You’re not quite square but not quite round
You’re from nowhere

In your father’s house you’re the dutiful sun-bright son
But underneath all that you’re burning just to run
Why you no doctor, lawyer? why you take so long
Don’t be so white, don’t be so wrong

Hey you – where do you come from? (no really, really)
Hey you – where do you think you belong?
You’re not quite lost but not quite found
You’re not quite square but not quite round
Come here, with me

Here’s to mixed-up half-blood kids, rainbow half-caste mutts
To chocolate-cheese, curry-rice, banana coconuts
Hyphenated pain, hyphenated race
Hyphenated name for their hyphenated face

Hey you – where do you come from? (no really, really)
Hey you – where do you think you belong?
I’m not that lost with you around
You’re the reason that I’ve found
Our home right here

Where do you come from
Where do you belong
Right here, right here with me

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