Letra Indians - 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