In 2001 when I was eighteen years old

Still in my uniform, educated, uninformed

A war raged out in front of me, showing me racism and lies

And I began to see the world through different eyes

Then I moved to London by the age of Cameron

I was stood at Brixton station holding a phone against cops' faces

Who stopped and searched a black child just for running for their bus

And it was then I knew we had no one to trust

Yeah, I want to know

What's wrong with changing?

Yeah, I want to know

What's not changing?

Let's move forward a little bit

A lid-el-ee-iddle bit forward to 2015

The island of Ireland is making a real big scene:

Gay marriage voted YES, Panti Bliss is the Queen!

And there's nothing stopping there

It broke the church from the state to repeal the 8th

And now it's moving in a positive way, and you love to see it!

Yeah, I want to know

<span begin="1:56.206" end="1:59.054">What's wrong with changing?</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:59.054" end="2:00.022">(Nothing)</span></span>

Yeah, I want to know

<span begin="2:06.256" end="2:08.952">What's not changing</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:08.952" end="2:11.360">(What's not changing)</span></span>

Yeah, I want to know

What's wrong with changing?

Yeah, I want to know

What's not changing?

What's not changing?

There's nothing changing

There's nothing changing

There's nothing changing

There's nothing changing

There's nothing changing

There's nothing changing

There's nothing changing

There's nothing, not changing, nothing, no changing, no

Everything changing, everything changing, everything changing

Everything changing, everything changing, everything

Everything changing, everything changing, everything changing

Everything changing, everything changing, everything yes