Football Boots

In my football boots I went to court
There was a charge against my name
The charge he read was trespass
I said you took my sky, my family, my land

So come on ask me a question
I wanna see you work it out
I wanna watch while you choose your words
I wanna watch you hear my answer

Oh

So leave me to my empty space
and I will give you forest fires
I will leave you to your ignorance
of all this empty space of mine

I will die with my wisdom
In your city looking out to sea
You will search for meaning
In the air around you your meaning will be me

Oh

You wanna travel to the stars
My people could have given you time
I will say sorry for the both of us
and take this sentence of mine

You, my sweet pariah
You and you whole clan
Though I might have missed ya
You’re the misery, you’re the money man

Oh