Peter bought a brand new pair of shoes
After referring to the latest news
Of what was hot and what was not
And with this in mind he went and bought
A brand new pair of shoes.

The next day Peter proudly walked
Showing off the new shoes he'd bought
Glad to find that the people he'd meet
All had the same shoes on their feet,
So glad to share to share the same road that they walked.

Now then came a girl, dressed in colour, not plain
And the shoes she chose to wear were not the same
From all the boys and girls on the street
And furious, they chased, grabbed and beat
Attacked her soul and called her names.

Peter looked on as to the ground she was shoved
Forced to do nothing but he was falling in love
With the girl who'd spoke out, the girl of colour 
Feelings he now felt, he'd felt for no other
And amongst pain and violence he met a thing called love.
 
Long after the crowd had gone, Peter stayed behind
Crying his cowardice, lamenting how he'd been blind.
Yet the girl took his hands and to the stars they wished
For a better world, and a loving kiss
The key to opening Peter's imprisoned mind.

"They can keep their coats and their narrow-minded shoes!"
"For it is we who shall prosper, it is they who will lose!"
And as Peter looked into her face so pretty and bright
Overcome with emotion, he knew she was right
And Peter threw away his brand new pair of shoes.