Tonada Yanomaminista

We burned all our clothes, blew Yopo up our nose
We’re a young and lazy ol' wild boar
(Yeah, yeah, aw, the dude was running some cinnamon)
Yep, we followed the stork, it led us to camp
We didn’t get lost but we lost a chance
Damn, damn! I swear I’ve been to this jungle floor before
1901, that’s the year of the bleedin' horse
And I was lonely, lonely
1902 the Devil sucked off the moon
Please hold me, hold me
My ear to your chest
Your back to the ground
Please move, mama, please make a sound
That war party’s lookin' for you and lookin' for me
Damn, damn!
We weren’t scared, just unprepared
So we followed the caw
'Till our eyes were locked in
We became her and she became them
And then
I heard the voice of heaven
Sayin' don’t be scared of anything
I heard the voice of the land
The beautiful land, sing
It sang
I recognize you mother
In a little playful touch from death
As above so below
You’re in control of the rest
Then the six-nippled frog
Ran across the golden moss
Followin' behind us, followin' behind us
And the W.A.C
Was pointing Remingtons at the trees
They couldn’t find us, couldn’t find us (find us)
Can’t find us, can’t find us (can't find us)
Can’t find us, can’t find us, can’t find us!