Put your finger in the wound of a bloody bird
Bare your eyes to the sun so they're dry and burned
Feathers down your throat, an antler in your ear
Hello George. Thanks for coming, dear.
Seminole, Seminole use of the Black Drink
Vomit and phlegm fill up the Black Creek
Starship Comanche rides in with the Black Fleet
Mice and moths swarm the Red Beast
The ornaments clang, from pierced flesh they hang
The lightning whelk sings for what the green corn brings
The ceremony is a complex thing
You're kissed by The Twins before the hoedown begins
The Shaman sings and conducts the back beat
Broken arms dance with black feet
Tremolo, Tremolo teeth on a bent string
It's rock and roll Ma! This shit is amazing!
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