I'm dreaming of a pure, White Kwanstice
Where I can rake in lots of dough
I'll be busy collecting
From folks recollecting
That they were shamans long ago
I'm dreaming of a pure, White Kwanstice
Where I can define what being Indian is really broad
They'll be no A.I.M. protesting
Nor cops arresting
My shaman on several counts of fraud
I'm dreaming of a pure, White Kwanstice
Orgies in the sweat lodge every night
They'll be tantric drumming
And channeled humming
From aliens who want to save the Whites
(From ourselves)
I'm dreaming of a pure White Kwanstice
Where Ari-anns get to say what's right
May our bank accounts grow over night
And my all our Vision Quests be White
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