Lyrics of Buffalo

Victims Family

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"you see any buffalo?"
"no"
I killed the indians with my
Four-wheel drives and my shopping centers
I paved over their mass graves!
I moved their decendants on to
A barren land and got them
Drunk on budweiser!
Like medusa, turning men into stone
I turned the indian into wood
And stood him outside
A cigar store!

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