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Members and their roles Chuck Ebner: Vocals and fancy dancer Chris Jesurun: Drummer and voice of reason Ben White: Bass and token minority Rusty Roberts: Guitar and the baby of the group Corey Hoynacke: Trumpet and sexual personna Chris Cogan: Trombone (Amanda Eaton on the mp3's)and replacement guy Davey Cunningham: Alto Sax and balding
Song Info
Genre
Alternative Ska
Charts
Peak #225
Peak in subgenre #5
Uploaded
February 19, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.1 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
We dont like the Ziggy comic, and we dont like what the white man did to the Native Americans...
Lyrics
Ziggy Verse 1: It’s eighteen sixty-four Been prowling on the step of the red man’s door White man’s eyes fixed on their land See rail and gold as good as in hand Couldn’t have them in “their” space Just move them to a smaller place Sure they’ll go without a fight White man’s backed up by power and might --------------------------------------------------------------- Red man’s gonna put up a fight Maybe white man’s grasp isn’t all that tight But they won’t stop and move back They need a better plan of attack There are normal weapons of war White man’s thinking of something a bit more A weapon that can’t be beat The weapon of deceit Chorus: America lied to get its way Didn’t care who it betrayed With forked tongues America came Have we not any shame? (One man’s tongue cannot be trusted One man’s mouth is not corrupted In what can we put our trust Has all truth been turned to dust) Verse 2: Just laying some railroad here Don’t worry, there’s nothing to fear More promises on the way We’ll just break them the very next day Here take the Black Hills Unless you want blood to be spilled We’ll take your land bit by bit Black Hills are all the red man gets -------------------------------------------------------------- Wait gold’s been found in those hills White man’s insincerity kills Now he wants the Black Hills back No regard for his legal con-tract Nations death now comes To Compassion the white man is numb Red man’s ways die a dusty death Now there is nothing left
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