Colour of skin
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I’m not white I’m not black
On the pitch I just can’t hack
All the racists on the ball
We’re united 1 and all
You think you’re clever – you think you’re smart
People like you – keep the world apart
And you’re like a goalie – when the ball goes in the net
You think you’re cool but you don’t know yet
Now you know what we can do
And all you’ve caught is the racist flu.
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