Red football
I'm not no red footballTo be kicked around the gardenNo no I'm a red christmas-tree ballAnd I'm fragileI'm not no animalThough I am to youI'm not no crocodileLike the one in Dublin ZooWho lived in a cagethe length and breadth of his bodyWith a window which people would look throughAnd throw coins on his back to taunt him'though he couldn't moveEven if he wanted toI'm not no animal in the zooI'm not no whipping boy for youYou may not treat me like you doI'm not no animal in the zooMy skin is not a football for youMy head is not a football for youMy body's not a football for youMy womb is not a football for youMy heart is not a football for youI'm not no animal in the zooThis animal will jump up and eat youI'm not no animal in the zooAnd I've every intentionOf leaping up and getting you