my sins efface
i hold no face of disgrace
for partriots that chased
new land and estate
don't waste my time,
don't complain and whine
don't explain the pain
your ancestors faced when you can't even relate
the native american complaint
the fate of your ancestors
was that of the weak
the strongest survive,
the fall of your tribes fell
into darwin's theory of life
i'm not to blame, so why should i pay?
don't wimper for land
claim anguish you can't understand
drive our cars and mini vans
brag to your friends about the money you spend
if you were given the chance
you wouldn't go back
living in tents,
hunting your food,
and then you pretend
that you were the victims?