Noc-A-Homa - Black Lips

Lonely teepee setting in the sky

Dancing circles on a summer night

Children laughing at his expense

Chucking more peanuts at a broken man

He’ll keep waving, tomahawk in hand

His headdress is a flower

He ain’t no stinking coward

I wish that other people could see

Just like you and me

Everybody’s leaving and the lights are off

He’s got nowhere to lie when the crowd dissolves

He’s just trying to root for the team

He’s a one man tribe and a dying breed

And if you stab that man, well, it’s surely mean

His headdress is a flower

He ain’t no stinking coward

I wish that other people could see

Just like you and me

Just like you and me