Verse 1:

Oh, the snot has caked against my pants
It has turned into crystal
Theres a bluebird sitting on a branch
I guess Ill take my pistol
Ive got it in my hand
Because hes on my land

Chorus:
And so the story ended
Do you know it oh so well
Well should you need Ill tell you
The end-end-end-end-end-end-end-end
And...

Verse 2:
Yes Ive seen you sitting on the couch
I recognize your artillery
I have seen you many times before
Once when I was an indian
And I was on my land
Why cant you understand

Bridge 1:
Served my time
Served it well
You made my soul

Bridge 2:
Write the rules
In the sky
But ask your leaders
Why why

[repeat verse 1]
[repeat chorus]
[repeat bridge 1]