Ya know, one day the indigenous people of the Are reclaim, whats rightfully theirs
Well, lose mind, misplace your mind you even had a mind Cause someone you its impossible To your mind
A friend of mine it to twenty-five We had a celebration, man, Im glad that alive Im happy to see, my man youre beatin the And for this on this day we thanks to the gods
Cause everyone a shot except you only get one I hope its not the head my son But is short when youre afraid to cry Life is hard youre afraid to die
But when I feel alone, I sing a song Because I lay a groove is my home
But can you see me in the Of you can Can you see me on the Of you can
Can you see me in the Of you can Im splishin, splashin in the sand
But can you see me in the Of you can Can you see me on the Of you can
Can you see me in the Of you can Im splishin, splashin Jumpin in the
But he remembered of walkin through the puddles Sayin gee dad, am I the one wanted by The government doesnt want me to go to school I ask too questions and I dont play by their rules
In school they tried to tell me that a rock is not But I have seen a volcano up and die In they tried to tell me that a tree it couldnt feel But I felt a tree and it was bleedin' for real
In school they tried to tell me animals couldnt But can understand it when a dog starts to bark In school they to tell me, man doesnt have a soul What happened to his? I say mine is still whole
But can you see me in the Of you can Can you see me on the Of you can
Can you see me in the Of you can Im splishin, splashin Jumpin in the
But can you see me in the Of you can Can you see me on the Of you can
Can you see me in the Of you can Im just splishin, Jumpin in the
Can you see me? Can you see me? Can you see me? Can you see me?
I have the dream of a lifes imprisonment The reoccurring scream of a and its residents The reoccurring theme of a mind full of prints The reoccurring dream of a and a president
Well, you like to look at Madonnas book on sex? Or would you Alex Haleys book on Malcolm X? Their with ice tea but they dont even care if Claptons singin, "I Shot The Sheriff"
But how many more books on this can I read? And how many more must I try to ease? And how many more days of bad air can I breathe? And how many more of my must just die and leave?
But you diffuse the ticking time bomb You cant refuse the time it has You cant our people from the nation Ill take a life before they call us Lost Generation'
But can you see us in the Of you can Can you see us on the Of you can
Can you see us in the Of you can just splishin, splashin Jumpin in the
But can you see us in the Of you can Can you see us on the Of you can
Can you see us in the Of you can just splishin, splashin Jumpin in the
But can you see me in Of you can Can you see us in Of you can
Can you see us in Of you can Aotearoa? Samoa? Eskimoa?
Can you see us in the White No you Can you see us on the no
Can you see me with the In Splishin, in the sand