The little indian and the big (FAT) American

[INTRO]

Across the plains of Mexico
A little indian walked
Into the land of the absolute free
Into a life of workTV

And there at END.
Where horizons meet,
he saw something
he could not understand.
So the little Indian said:

Wat was me dat een helse tocht
om hier te kunnen staan.
Dan kom ik hier en wat zie ik nu?
Ik begrijp het niet.

Hoe dan kan het land van vrijen
begrensd zijn zonder water?
Zijn we dan pas vrij
als we de grens hebben gezien?


Let me in
Let me in
Let me in
Let me in

Let me in
Let me in
Let me in
Let me in


At endpointsmeet he stopped.
Standing in front of one of the free.
He reached a hand that was pushed back
by a big, fat American with a hat
So the little Indian said:

Ik sta hier al een hele tijd
maar ik kan er niet in.
Teruggaan kan ik niet verstaan,
m'n leven is nu-hier.

En je laat me hier die hele tijd
tot je vindt dat ik kan-zijn.
Dus alstublieft, God, Gij staat
geef me een reden om te bestaan.


Borderline?
Think I'm
going to
lose my mind.

You just
keep on
pushing me
over the
borderline.


The little Indian cried, he let it all out
[Keep pushing me, keep pushing me, keep pushing my love]
With his hands, on his knees
[Keep pushing me, keep pushing me, keep pushing my love]
But the fat American could not comprehend
[Keep pushing me, keep pushing me, keep pushing my love]
Pulled out his baby and made her shout
[Keep pushing me, keep pushing me, keep pushing my love]
Made her scream...
[Keep pushing me, keep pushing me, keep pushing my love]


[OUTRO]
insert: //Bill Hicks/"pick up the gun..."/
insert: //shooting guns/flyin' bullets/thump