My Culture  
(Bridgeman/Catto/Jazz/Williams/Butler) 
Vocals: Maxi Jazz (UK) / Robbie Williams (UK) 

Maxi’s Jazz: 
When I look back over the years at the things that brought tears to my eyes 
Papa said we have to be wise to live long lives 
Now I recognize what my father said before he died 
Vocalize things I’ve left unsaid 
Left my spirit unfed for too long 
I’m coming home to my family where I can be strong 
Be who I plan to be within me my ancestry giving me continuity 
Would it be remiss to continue in this way would you rather I quit 
Come with that other shit making people’s hips sway 
Lip service I pay but I’m nervous 
I pray for all the mothers who get no sleep 
Like a lifeline I write rhymes ‘cos my compassion is deep 
For the people who fashioned me my soul to keep 
And this is who I happen to be 
And if I don’t see that I’m strong then I won’t be 

This is what my daddy told me 
I wished he’d ‘a hold me a little more than he did 
But he taught me my culture and how to live positive 
I never wanna shame the blood in my veins 
And bring pain to my sweet grandfather’s face 
In his resting place I make haste to learn and not waste 
Everything my forefathers earned in tears 
For My Culture 

Fall back again, 
Crawl from the water, 
Water to air, 
You’re on you’re feet again….you’re feet again

Robbie Williams: 
Hello dad – remember me, 
I’m the man you thought I’d never be 
I’m the boy who you reduced to tears, 
Dad I been lonely for 27 years 
Yeah that’s right – my names Rob, 
I’m the one who landed the popstars job 
I’m the one who you told look don’t touch 
I’m the kid who wouldn’t amount to much 

I believe in the senses sight and sound 
I have always been too loud 
Won’t you help me drown it out 

I’m what I feel  
And what I’m feeling is surreal 
I’m a mass of spinning wheels 
Always digging in my heels 

…now I’ve got the faith to…

chorus

Maxi Jazz: 
 Lace up your boots we’re going back to the roots 
Speaking to my ghetto youths freak freaking for loot 
And nice things better check what your future brings 
It’s now and your forefathers for the know how 
Go now into  the world without hatred 
Use your head 
If the needle is wise be the thread 
And weave ancestral wisdom yours by birth 
Spreading the Lord’s word over this broad earth 

Maxi & Robbie: 
This is what my daddy told me 
I wished he’d ‘a hold me a little more than he did 
But he taught me my culture and how to live positive 
I never wanna shame the blood in my veins 
And bring pain to my sweet grandfather’s face 
In his resting place I make haste to learn and not waste 
Everything my forefathers earned in tears for 
My Culture