I’ve been raised in a soil rich
With redskin blood and white-man’s piss.
Bearing fruit of poisoned stalk
From stolen seed, invented need,
And probing peck of wand’ring cock.
I’ve seen sun shine past the sky
And burn two holes where I had eyes,
But just as sure as my tenth toe:
Throughout the din, it’s always been
Our crest that’s bested every foe!
I’ve been raised in a soil rich
With redskin blood and white-man’s piss.
Bearing fruit of poisoned stalk
From stolen seed, invented need,
And probing peck of wand’ring cock.
I’ve seen sun shine past the sky
And burn two holes where I had eyes,
But just as sure as my tenth toe:
Throughout the din, it’s always been
Our crest that’s bested every foe!