Lyrics Victims Family

Victims Family

Buffalo

"You see any buffalo?"

"No"

I killed the indians with my

Four-wheel drives and my shopping centers

I paved over their mass graves!

I moved their decendants on to

A barren land and got them

Drunk on budweiser!

Like medusa, turning men into stone

I turned the indian into wood

And stood him outside

A cigar store!