Verse Right beside the ocean with a warm breeze A little boy was born beneath the palm trees The air was thick the sun was shining daily Mom was in the Kitchen cooking mehlee Bridge But I don’t wanna talk about that anymore That was back then, that was before Now I am a new man with a big plan living in a new land… I am an immigrant, I am I am an immigrant, I am I am an immigrant, I am Instrumental Verse On an island in the Indian Ocean A better life possessed all my devotion When every night I’d hear the bullets ringing I’d close my eyes and pray for a new beginning Bridge So when the papers arrived at my door I thanked god, ‘cuz I was so sure that I was a new man with a big plan moving to a new land I am an immigrant, I am I am an immigrant, I am I am an immigrant, I am Instrumental Verse They say my food is funny, my name is funny, I look funny They say my clothes are funny, I speak, I laugh funny They say I pray funny, I dream funny, I sing funny My god is funny, but where I’m from it’s not so funny… I am an immigrant, I am I am an immigrant, I am I am an immigrant, I am