From
http://www.indianz.com/board/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=29923North of Ada:
All this talk about these various groups brought an old heavy metal song to mind. So with great apologies to Bon Jovi...
To the tune of "You Give Love a Bad Name":
You claim you're an elder, a shaman, or chief.
You promise them membership, then give us grief.
You offer them sweats or an Indian name.
But you've got no bloodline to back up your claim.
Oh, you're a fantasy.
Oh, got no history.
Say what you will,
But I know what I see.
Chorus:
This isn't a tribe,
It's an Inc.
You can't sell a culture or identity.
You might fool some,
But you don't fool me.
You're just a friggin' wannabe!
The truth that I've learned can't be bought with a price.
Passed down by my fathers who paid with their lives.
Traditions unshaken with passage of time.
Not "Instant Indian" for $9.99.
Oh, got you on the run.
Oh, hunted down one by one.
We're not going to stop
'Til the battle is won.
Chorus:
So, put down your drum.
Remove your headdress, please.
Your dimestore feathers and jewelry.
Leave native ways to native folks like me.
We've got authentic genealogy.
