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my standard thanksgiving post
a song from kevin gilbert (r.i.p.):

Indian Burn (Happy Thanksgiving)

Me and my pals just got off that boat
Cause we didn't like the king
And we wanted to vote
And we're your new neighbors, and we're here to stay
We'd like to make nice in a neighborly way
I've got this idea we're gonna be friends
How soon? And how long?
Well, that all depends
On how long it takes to obtain all we need
We got things to build, we got mouths to feed
So as long as you stay on your side of the street
We'll like all your people, we'll think that you're neat!

My wife, she wears makeup, she paints her face too!
Just not in that primitive way that you do
Pocohontas is cute, that Tonto's no fool
And them Mohawk haircuts, they're kinda cool
How 'bout that Geronimo, bold and bad!
And that teary-eyed guy on that pollution ad
And check out those eagles - hey, those are nice too
We'll make them our symbol in memory of you

Your heads can have hats, your feet can have shoes
Well just take this land you cant possibly use
All savage and huge and covered with weeds
In exchange you can have all these colorful beads
Well sit Indian style give your peace pipe a toot
Well make firewater with your old rotting fruit
And oh were so pleased we can all get along
So just give us New York and well sing you this song

You can show us how you worship the sun
Well show you the ways that we use this gun
You can show us the way that you worship the trees
Well give you some blankets all full of disease
You can tell us how you love to worship the sky
Well force you to worship our one big Mean Guy

Ten little, nine little, eight little Indians
Seven little, six little, five little Indians
Four little, three little, two little Indians
One little Indian No little indians

Heres your English lesson for today:
You say How
And we say Hi
Then we say Jump
And you say How high?
We say Good day
And you say Goodbye

So thanks for giving us our great new nation
With so little struggle without hesitation
Pull up a chair to our big celebration
So please go ahead to make your reservation
Relax Mr. Indian, dont get uptight
Its because we wont rest till Americas white
Wed love to hang out and chat more with you braves
But we gotta go set up the South for the slaves

Indian burn

You can show us how you worship the sun
Well show you the ways that we use this gun
You can show how you love to worship the trees
Well give you some blankets all full of disease
You can tell us how you love to worship the sky
Well force you to worship our one big Mean Guy

Look Jeb Look how excited they are
And who can blame them
Theyre gonna be Americans!