Indians

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