Tall Paul - Zombies Ate My Natives Lyrics

Zombies Ate My Natives
Soulless pale-skin walkers
Infected us with blankets
Zombies Ate My Natives
Desecrated cadavers
In graves unmarked and nameless
Zombies Ate My Natives
Only hatred was sacred
To elevate the brainless
Zombies Ate My Natives
They'd mainly feed on the weak
In their sleep cause they were shameless
Drinking a nuka-cola
Aiming a super soaker
Sniping zombies from a distance
Like a super soldier
No drift in the stick
When I hit 'em with a new controller
Unstick the buttons
In their tuxes when I shoot the Sauer
Trigger finger too quick
And my troops are loyal
Bury bodies of these zombies
In the loosened soil
Where we resurrected our dead
With the ghost dance
Wovoka out here lending a hand
To recoup our spoils
Abraham Lincoln
Wanted dead or alive
No distinction cause our dead
Got more spirit than live
Colonizers with no souls
I'm a spiritual guy
But it's violence I condone
On these clinical minds
Bug-o-nay-geshig come back
And put a hole in his fade
38 and 2 Dakota
Got a whole lot to say
Frederick Douglass gets the flowers
Abe did nothing for slaves
He only did it for the union
We ain't giving him praise, nah
Zombies Ate My Natives
Soulless pale-skin walkers
Infected us with blankets
Zombies Ate My Natives
Desecrated cadavers
In graves unmarked and nameless
Zombies Ate My Natives
Only hatred was sacred
To elevate the brainless
Zombies Ate My Natives
They'd mainly feed on the weak
In their sleep cause they were shameless
Molly whop zombies
Who always rock hobbyist
Indian clothes at
Halloween parties
Not talking Punjabi
More poonjin punani
Not without problems
Like Mahatma Gandhi
But I'm not harming
With prejudiced folly
Like all these false darlings
Get praised by woke armies
He's doing mass hommies
And still they lash on me
For saying he's shoddy
Mad cause I don't lobby
Even general Pratt
Was thought of as progressive
Kill the Indian
To save the man he said this
Thought of us
As lesser beings in his lessons
That we could be
As good as them if we'd accept it
Lose our families
And our ways cut our braids
F*ck that
We ain't playing their charades
Red brigades
Aiming slime shooter thangs
At the zombies of the past
And the monsters of today
Zombies Ate My Natives
Soulless pale-skin walkers
Infected us with blankets
Zombies Ate My Natives
Desecrated cadavers
In graves unmarked and nameless
Zombies Ate My Natives
Only hatred was sacred
To elevate the brainless
Zombies Ate My Natives
They'd mainly feed on the weak
In their sleep cause they were shameless