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I see the Indian chiefs
Got some reservations.
Turn their land for some beads and the guns
And it leads to death of the nation.
But you can't turn your back at it.
No, you can't turn your back at me.
If I could see how the future lies,
The truth from white man would be surprise.
When there's nobody left to exploit you can't capitalie,
But you can see that with your own eyes.
Don't telling me more white lies,
Don't telling me more white lies,
Don't telling me more white lies,
Don't telling me more white lies.
I see the tall ships floating,
To start a combing station.
What we call invasion,
Is called repatriation.
But you can't turn your back at it.
No, you can't turn your back at me.
If I could see how the future lies,
The truth from the white man would be surprise.
When there's nobody left to exploit you can't capitalise,
But you can see that with your own eyes.
Don't telling me more white lies,
Don't telling me more white lies,
Don't telling me more white lies,
Don't telling me more white lies.
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