Woorden: Kim Mitchell. Battle Scar.

Been in jail for a thousand years
Found a fist in an empty field
Only quarters for meals
Feel the way I feel

Bust the busters
Screw the feeders
Make the healers
Feel the way I feel

Tried to understand the white man's fears
Make 'em bend but they wouldn't yield
Uncle Sam's time is only a greased wheel
Feel the way I feel