The Wagon Burner
Gabriel Duncan

No longer interested in dreams
Like social change
More like destroying everything
And laughing 'cause it all remains the same
More stressed now I've found
This world revolves around
A few selfish halfwits
Pissed 'cause they won't radio this
God doesn't exist
If so, how could it be
Creator could allow billions of history's inaccuracies

Native ones talk life like
Shit and pain and strife
Terrorized by ancestors
Too christian to know who they are
Driving backwards cars
Going near nor far
Meth has the habit
Of leaving time and space ajar

They called us diggers
Bet you know what rhymes with that
They busted up africa
And made them rows their asses back
Meanwhile, they were scalping us for hats
So the Smithsonian could find were the superiorirty was at
Now they've got us hooked on crack
Or Crank, ketamins phetamins
Or whatever's under the sink that we can see
It's not REAL america
We're just endangered and extinct
Living in a box where we all disagree

I came back changed
Sorta disarranged
Feeling the melange
Of having the government to blame
Spitting at the chains

I should have abstained

There's a desparity here
She's running with Gucci sandals
And we're relying on charity here

Our two feets is blistered
Walking a forgotten past
Trying to keep our land
How long can it last
A community of mud bloods
Cowboy and Mexican
So white washed,
Our councilman is born again

While we sit, shivering
Bone-dry, praying for a gentle winter
Wood for our fires
He stacks his bills higher
Making towers of wealth
Through the white man's greed
There must be someone else who can take control
There must be someone smarter
But there's not, and the days are getting darker

Stark in the moon light
Looking over your pride
To find a dismal destiny
And a knife in your ear

So now we fight amongst ourselves
There's no one else to blame
All the presidents are dead
And the treaties changed
This country's too ashamed
Too pround to admit
We've manifested oil, too
Now, nothing will be the same