The white man made us many promises

More than I can remember

And he never kept but one

He promised to take our land and he took it

Just so you never feel at home

So that you never rest at ease

Just so you never believe you walk alone

There are ghosts

Don't let your history be forgot

How much was stolen what was bought

How much was taken in the rear

How did we get out here?

I don't know much about history

I don't know much sociology

I don't know shit about genocide

I forgot the day the day the red man died

But I do know one & one is two

Boy Iin sorry 'bout what happened to you

(what a wonderful world it would be)

There are ghosts everywhere

Can't be buried by no thoroughfare

Can't be covered by no eight-lane game

Can't be cancelled by no other name

Won't be lost between some history class

Won't be shoved up the white man's ass

Won't be hidden by no shopping mall

Because soon come all of this will fall

They never laid claim to this land

Laid it in our mother's hands

While us, we wanted everything

Ghosts don't hear no freedom ring