Indians

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Anthrax

We all see black and white

When it comes to someone else’s fight

No one ever gets involved

Apathy can never solve

Forced out, brave and mighty

Stolen land, they can’t fight it

Hold on to pride and tradition

Even though they know how much their lives are really missin’

We’re dissin them

On reservations

A hopeless situation

Respect is something that you earn

Our indian brothers’ getting burned

Original american

Turned into second class citizen

Cry for the indians

Die for the indians

Cry for the indians

Cry, cry, cry for the indians

Love the land and fellow man

Peace is what we strive to have

Some folks have none of this

Hatred and prejudice

Wardance!

Territory, it’s just the body of the nation

The people that inhabit it make its configuration

Prejudice, something we all can do without

‘Cause a flag of many colors is what this land is all about!


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