He'll come for you
And he'll come for them
He'll come for gold
And he'll come for land
He'll take your home
Take your family
Kill your culture
And bury it deep
His name is Grey and he's the Governor
He lives and breathes to serve the monarch
And then he'll come for you!
The days, are grey like you
The rules aren't bent
They're ripped in two
The days, are grey like you
'Cause the sky reflects
The things you do
His name is Grey and he's the Governor
He lives and breathes to serve the monarch
He'll come for you
And he'll come for them
He'll come for gold
And he'll come for land
He'll take your home
Take your family
Kill your culture
And hang it in a tree
The days, are grey it's true
This land is ours
It's not for you
Ehara nōu te whenua nei
Whakanōhoretia ngā tikanga
Patua tō ahurea, tanumia
Tanumia ki raro iho
He Kerei te rā pēra i a koe
Nā tō korenga, Kua wātea te whenua
Toituu te whenua
Toituu te Tiriti