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