That Apache land has been stolen
Sickens me to the core
The devils are in government
Perhaps like never before
Cain and whose the other
Non face that you know
Has broken through the indigenous lines
So that RIO TINTO
Can mine the place
Can destroy it
They are all selling their souls
And corporate scum are happy
With their newly acquired roles
The Apache are camped out there
But when the time comes they
Will be herded off like animals
And of course carted away
In America the indigenous the first people
To share
Should now be respected for they
Are the most aware
They are solid and they are caring
Of the environment today
But are cast aside like flotsam
In the great Pacific spray
That Apache land is stolen
Sickens me to the core
The devils are in government
Perhaps like never before