Bad Indian (Alternate Version) The Gun Club

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[Verse 1]
You blew me out of the south
And Texas too
I made love to California to get away from you
New York has made you a hungry girl
Now, you catch up with me at the end of the world

[Chorus]
I don't believe you
What are you doing down here?
You need something new to chew
Or are you just a bad Indian?

[Verse 2]
Bad Indians
Love the land they hate
Well they'll eat your flesh and then forget the taste
Some describe that primal drive
To consume what's theirs and seek what's mine

[Chorus]
I don't believe them
And I don't believe you
I suspect everything you do
'Cause you are just a bad Indian