Текст песни Bad Indian (Remastered 2020) - The Gun Club
You
blew
me
out
South
and
Texas
too
I
made
love
to
California
to
get
away
from
you
New
York
city
made
you
a
hungry
girl
You
should
have
catch
me
in
the
end
of
the
world
I
don't
believe
you
What
are
you
doing
down
here?
You
need
something
in
a
shoe
Or
are
you
just
a
bad
Indian?
Bad
Indians,
they
love
the
land
they
hate
Eat
your
flesh
and
then
forget
the
taste
Some
describe,
that
primal
drive
To
consume
what's
theirs
and
seek
mine
I
don't
believe
them
And
I
don't
believe
you
I
suspect
everything
you
do
'Cause
you
are
like
a
Bad
Indian
Bad
Indian
Do
your
war
dance
Now,
blow
it
Now
you're
stripped
by
the
things
you
do
Your
ass
is
glass
and
I
can
see
through
ya
Go
find
somebody
who
ain't
been
so
hard
Give
me
an
overdose
of
the
drug
that
you
are
You
are
like
a
ghost
With
crazy
hands
and
mouth
A
necklace
made
of
eyeballs,
you
are
like
a
bad
Indian
Bad
Indian,
bad
Indian,
bad
Indian
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