Bad Indian (Alternate Version)

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The Gun Club - Rock, Punk Blues

Bad Indian (Alternate Version)

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[Verse 1] You blew me out of the south And Texas too I made love to California to get away from you New York has made you a hungry girl Now, you catch up with me at the end of the world [Chorus] I don't believe you What are you doing down here? You need something new to chew Or are you just a bad Indian? [Verse 2] Bad Indians Love the land they hate Well they'll eat your flesh and then forget the taste Some describe that primal drive To consume what's theirs and seek what's mine [Chorus] I don't believe them And I don't believe you I suspect everything you do 'Cause you are just a bad Indian [Bridge] Teardown Do your war dance [Verse 3] Now you're stripped By the things you do Your ass is glass and I can see through you Go find somebody Who ain't been so hard And give an overdose of the drug that you are [Chorus] You are like a ghost With crazy hands and mouth A necklace made of eyeballs You are just a bad Indian Bad Indian

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