on a Tambourine Betcha, your bottom dolla' on me It's Indie Rock and Roll for me It's Indie Rock and Roll, for me It's all I need. It's Indie
on tambourine Bet your, your bottom dollar on me It's Indie rock'n'roll for me It's Indie rock'n'roll for me It's all I need It's Indie rock'n'
: i like the line between your belly and your thighs the smell of your hair the sparkle in your eyes the smoke in your breath the breathing hard and
: Indian summer, fresh mown grass, Girls in the attic looking on them. Indian summer, call me back, Someone tell me there's another way. Is it loud?
: Little Indian girl, where is your mama? Little Indian girl, where is your papa? He's fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya All the children
Give it back to the Indians! Two cents more to smoke a Lucky, Dodging busses keep you thin, Now New York is simply ducky, Give it back to the Indians!
was good Girl you made a promise Said you'd never want me to go Oh no, oh Chorus: Indian giver Indian giver You took your love away from me Indian giver Indian
that was good. Girl, you made a promise, said you'd never want me to go. Oh no! Indian giver, Indian giver, You took your love away from me. Indian giver, Indian
: Did it all for you to say You never wanted me that way Now the dogs have had their meat I think i will go plug in the mains I tumble like a cloud
Hey, boy-" "Been thinkin about you, been thinkin without you" It took me by surprise "I'm livin in love with you, let's go to the Avenue" It's an Indian
Close your eyes, the physical can be so blind In my eyes, the innocent can be so wise It's not about black or white, this is wrong or right Can you take
me the way I wanna go, where the wind calls my name India, India, India I wanna go where the mountains are high enough to echo my song I wanna go where
me the way I wanna go where the wind calls my name, India, India, India I wanna go where the mountains are high enough to echo my song I wanna go where
I'd like to go to India Live in a big white house in the forest Drink gin and tonic and play a grand piano Read a few books Far from what saddens my heart
dreaming of My name is Hope, this is my song, when things go wrong From the stable running brave From the cradle to the grave This is my day, this is my song
If you want to Then you've got to Let it show It is waiting Heaven is waiting If you want to Then you've got to Let it go It is waiting Heaven is waiting
i»?Drivin ?N? Cryin Indian Song I am an indian I?ve been travelin through your highways and your byways I found
Free, I'm alive, yeah All that I am Know that I've woken All of my senses Now I'm half-burning Flames out my eyes From my darkness Close by my side,