Under yellow skin sun
Me redskin man come
To white house father black
Ask for tribe sorrow back
Teepee blanket sleeping sacks
Shooting women kids in back
I redskin remember white mans laugh
As they took wife and daughters out back
Try to make pink babies with squaws
Then shoot my children with my dogs
Left me for dirt down dead
Make earths skin blush red
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June 2011 no white sorrow yet
Disclaimer by silence my bet
Slaughter of earths best friend too much
Cannot bring their tongues to touch
Chief of white house not now white
But still no sorrows comes this night
Busy with black or brown my bet
Not enough Indian votes now left!
