Drunk little Indian boy they said
Spouting off his mouth bout the great man's debt
What's a little brag between boys in the cell
You never know who's listening at the gates of hell
They're just like video stores press rewind delete
On those that don't work that don't fit nice and neat
In the future we'd say he's worth something
Hell I coulda been somebody
Don't you know who I am
In certain circles well you can't touch me
I'm a dance around you know I'm connected to the powers that be
Like Ali you ain't got nothing on me
You put my tail in jail is this a place called hell
Wheelin' and dealin' on a Saturday night
Caught between a calling and a stitched up fight
Brushing birds that travel hell out of here
Can you see me in your eyes
Don't you know who I am
Don't you cry brother there's a knife in your back
Don't you cry sister he ain't coming back
Caught you trying to make your way to kingdom come
Well this is my territory
It's god's will to stamp what's mine
It's god's word that bites your tongue and marks me divine
The moment we lay our hands on the world she's disfigured
Hell we can touch her up
Don't you know who I am
No shame no fear no highway out of here
No shame no fear no highway
I couldn't fake it if I wanted to
I think I'll make it if follow through
I used to ask you what I needed best
Got sucker punched and nearly lost my head
Now I'll mount you like an avalanche
King Mitus kills his queen for a fighting chance
I'll go on record make your mark on my map
Brush a bird take my word
Don't you know who I am
He woke up in his mother's arms
Dawn already he had heard the call
Chee Chee honey well its time to rise
Spread your wings little goose and we'll take flight
He flew over the devil of the wasteland
Six strings playing on your heartland
Death in your pockets and a bird unsung
This is the star of progress
I set out on an expedition
Hold fire girl with your new religion
Keep it simple with your pop pop songs
God forbid you change the record
I draw lines in symphony animal savagery refugee just like me
Don't believe the hype
Out of the wasteland we come
Little girls little boys and the nameless ones
Rise up o children wont you dance with me
Rise up little children come and set me free
Rise little ones rise
No shame no fear
Don't you know who I am