Gramatan, by Too Much Joy



gramatan

you stupid indian

you thought you had the best of us

no man owns the land

now these houses cost five hundred k

we wouldn't sell you one anyway

gramatan

you crazy indian

you're not like the rest of us

you'll never understand



everything's nice

nothing has changed

the kids go to daycamps

with indian names



it's getting dark]

go on and make your mark

then come and have a drink with us



tell us what's in your heart

gramatan

you crazy indian

you're gonna learn to think like us



everything's nice

nothing has changed

first comes the snow

then come the rains