Lyrics:
don't give just a little bit more
We're both gonna lose this race
Cause there's too many chiefs and not enough Indians around this place
Trouble
in the teacher's eyes flashed flames.
Oh boy come on! Can you leave? Don't play with your little chief!
Little chief, little chief, I have to cut my
Well, a long time ago in a foreign land
The Lord made the woman and He made the man
He made 'em equal and He made 'em free
With very little
the lawyer to settle his case
Send the Injun chief and his tommy-hawk
Back to little Rain-In-the-Face
'Cause you
Know! Know! Know! it couldn't be true
break the ice with just a little Espanol
Hare calor, mucho calor
Could fry an egg on the cement it's so caliente
Hare calor mucho calor
How 'bout
the lawyer to settle his case
Send the Injun chief and his tommy-hawk
Back to little Rain-In-the-Face
'Cause you
Know! Know! Know! it couldn't be true
Chief boot knock
Chief boot knocker
Chief boot knock
Chief boot knocker
Chief boot knock
Chief boot knocker
Chief boot knock
Chief boot
and everything shines
The chief defect of Henry King
Was chewing little bits of string
At last he swallowed some which tied
Itself in ugly knots inside
Have you ever heard the story
Of the fight of Little Big Horn
Right from the lips
Of someone that saw?
Well, I was there on that
Cold
One bright and sunny day
Down oklahoma way
I wandered to the terekee rhythm
I met the finest woman in the whole wide nation
Big chief and little
Who'll catch her blood?
I, said the Fan, with my little pan
I'll catch her blood
Who'll make her shroud?
I, said the Lover, my guilt to cover
I'll make her
Well, A Cherokee chief as he dances along
Sings an Indian boogie to a white man's song
Singin' "Hey-ho-a-lina"
"Hey-ho-a-lina"
Singin'
heels
Big cyber-weapon, little traitor in chief
He's got a big black dog on a leash
One man's grace is another man's bullet
Bullshit beams from
at the Little Big Horn
There were one thousand Indians standing on the river bank
Two hundred calvary waited there with pride
And I saw chief Crazy Horse
the treetops all the day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and a-singing this song
Every little bird, every little bee
Loves to hear the robin go tweet-tweet-tweet
[Shary]
The policeman on the beat
Needs some time to rest his feet.
[Chief Wiggum]
Fighting crime is not my cup of tea!
[Shary]
And the clerk who
Got a little girl, little and low,
She used to love me but she don't no more.
She gotta step it up and go-Yeah, go.
Can't stand pat, swear you
'Cause it's the time when my heart got shot down
Blocka, blocka, blocka-blocka, blocka
Pour a little champagne, cranberry vodka
Feelin' lied to like
undertaker
Won't you please drive real slow?
That's my little baby sister
Not a soul came to see her go
Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by lord, by
the battle of the Little Big Horn
Billy Billy Bayou...
One said day Billy cried ho-ho I can whip the feathers of Geronimo
He smarted off the chief got mad
as for senators
Some Black Hawk for the Chief
Little, little
Little Black Hawk for the Chief
Little, little
Little Black Hawk for the Chief
Little, little
Go to a plate
For bread crumbs
The milk must be given
At the present day
Use as little as possible
Much the greater is the chief value
Now, Smackwater Jack
He bought a shotgun
'Cause he was in the mood
For a little confrontation
He just a-let it all hang loose
He didn't think
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
Mixed a, little of this, and now I gotta rap
I'm the, Chief Rocka, so I guess I am in charge
I freak it with
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