You in Color

Well I see, you see,

you in color

You're not my friend,

and you're not my brother

We agree to be enemies

The Queen called, and

she wants her land back

I suggest that you do just that

Black briefcase,

with a silver lining

Open it up, and

look inside see

Well I see, you see,

you in color

Now we're friends,

yes, we're blood brothers,

part Cherokee and

quarter Shawnee

You saw what happened

at Wounded Knee