Steel horse over Navajos
Your gun against our tomahawk
We're the sons of the sacrifice
Kinda savage in the madman's eyes
Ain't no blue sky over red indians
And I know some day I will change it all
I'll build a heaven for my squaw
That's all right we've scalped granpa
Made hairdoes from the old times
Ketchup versus genocide
Kinda savage is the madman's eyes
Ain't no blue sky over dead indians
And I know some day I will change it all
I'll build a heaven for my squaw
You walked on us like on rugs
Dragged our spirit through the dirt
Ketchup versus genocide
Kinda savage in the madman's eyes
My squaw
Indian
Granpa
Indian
Heaven
Too high
Your gun against our tomahawk
We're the sons of the sacrifice
Kinda savage in the madman's eyes
Ain't no blue sky over red indians
And I know some day I will change it all
I'll build a heaven for my squaw
That's all right we've scalped granpa
Made hairdoes from the old times
Ketchup versus genocide
Kinda savage is the madman's eyes
Ain't no blue sky over dead indians
And I know some day I will change it all
I'll build a heaven for my squaw
You walked on us like on rugs
Dragged our spirit through the dirt
Ketchup versus genocide
Kinda savage in the madman's eyes
My squaw
Indian
Granpa
Indian
Heaven
Too high
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