Niketown, My Niketown

Niketown, my Niketown We love all your ware When we strut in NIKE sneaks Nothing can compare Little girls in East Timor Brutalized, enslaved Just so machos here at home Walk on streets gold-paved. Niketown my Niketown We must have your style Looking like our hero jock Smiling all the while. Painted on the city wall Or the ad– full page. While the girls in East Timor Get their starving wage. Niketown, oh, Niketown Why don’t you behave Share your mammoth profits With those who sweat and slave!