Lyrics:
Yo yo oh
Red skins Indians
Indians red skins native Americans
Indians red skins native Americans
Red skins Indians
Red skins in the house man
Red
On reservations
A hopeless situation
Respect is something that you earn
Our Indian brothers' getting burned
Original American
Turned into a second class citizen
with a mission
To sell the American way of life: I'm not
Equipped to get into that kind of
Discussion about government but I'd
Love to go and show them
know me
I'm Hindu, Indian, and American
I choose all three
Red, White, Blue
Orange, White, Green
Red, White, Blue
Orange, White, Green
It's in my blood
doesn’t quite seem
To fit into their Cadillac dream
But I don’t share their bloody minds
Bout the native American child
Red red Indian drums can’t you hear
doesn’t quite seem
To fit into their Cadillac dream
But I don’t share their bloody minds
Bout the native American child
Red red Indian drums can’t you hear
and listed to trees talk
A Good Ol' Boy breaking bread with the Miwok's
We passed the pipe and we started the peace talks
Cowboy's and Indians, American made
finally open (chaaaaa)
outta the UFO's come thousands of 100 foot native american indians?!
We're gonna be watching like.. FUCK those are huge indians
Rza, star trek voyager, killah hill side strangler
Captured you in inside thirty-six gas chambers
North American, Arabian, high ? Indian
9th prince
Down South it's hi-all,
Cowboys say Howdy, Indians say How
No matter where you're meeting folks.
It's the real American way of greeting folks.
On reservations
A hopeless situation
Respect is something that you earn
Our Indian brothers' getting burned
Original American
Turned into second class citizen
and there's seven teachings
You chase the American dream then you're probably sleeping
It's quick to turn into a night mare
Learned how to play dirty from them
stars in her eyes
Into her knock off Navajo throw
She cries
"Why'd the Indians have to die?"
Well you see kids...
Way back in 1492
Columbus tore into
Oh, and she says
Everything you do, it turns into you (She says)
Everything I do it turns into to you
I wanna be an Indian
I wanna fall in love again
I
might be black, white, American, Indian or Japanese
What happened?
Through a bottle at a bouncer
Didn't think that he was cool
Pissed in someone's
But the land was already claimed by a people
When the cowboy came and when the soldiers came
The story of the American Indian is in a lot of ways
and in that order
When the еarly American pioneer first turned
His eyes toward the west
There were only Indian trails or
Traces as they were called
For him
Those who went East settled in Iran, known as Aryans
1500 B.C. some crossed the Khyber Pass into India and
created Hinduism, the first caste system,
freeman into property
And logically justify not
Treatin' 'em properly
Invisible ink in the constitution
Meant to preserve the institution
Unequal
the Indians into oblivion
Not a role I'm comfortable in fact it's one I'm dizzy in
But I've never owned a slave or treated anyone in inhumane ways
These are not
a she you want replace
No want no gal who give you problem
Mi a boy who know how to solve them
In an out mi life mi revolve them
Inna into
brothers
Organized economically, understand the psychology
America is the drug monopoly
They own the block and kill your brother for
Therefore,
I'm a Russian Jew American
Impersonating African Jamaican
What I wanna be's an Indian
I'm gonna be a cowboy in the end I guess
I guess I bought
word of Shakespeare
Or Milton
Or Chaucer
Or Columbus diary
Or American History textbook
Or Louis L'Amour novel
A picture replaced them
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