If you can jeer a man
For the colour of his skin
You have no right to cheer
When his goal goes in
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
If you can jeer a man
For the colour of his skin
You have no right to cheer
When his goal goes in
Whether it’s a lion rampant,
The dragon or lions three
There should be nothing
But applause
For those who take the knee