Put it in chicken bones
Tell me it's yummy pie
I eat by myself
Is it feeding time - close my eyes
So, the mess that I left
"Leave your station so clean"
The pots all stack up
There's no one to complain
An empty bowl
Here
To the only way I eat - split the grain
The puppy has a meal, first - I then
With corn out of can, I pretend
I am such an Indian
I wasted away the wayward day
Put it into the broth
Any thing you can find
You find... The cornflakes have bugs
I brush them aside
An empty plate
Here
To the only time I have meat. Its blue
The birds all forage too, for, you know
Seeds and grains, and a stew
I am such an Indian
I wasted away the wayward day