Rattlebone

Pay no mind to his messed up hair Pay no mind to the clothes he wears It's just the hours he's been keepin' Ain't been doing too much sleeping They dyed his hair and hid his feathers And told him he was Latin 'Til he came chanting down the street Like a cannibal in Manhattan Rattlebone Rattlebone Shake it for the war chief All night long Rattlebone Rattlebone Sweet medicine To each his own One sky above One sky above One earth below One earth below Rattlebone Rattlebone Shake it for the war chief All night long Rattlebone Rattlebone Sweet medicine To each his own Here's where we go off the map Out past the power lines Up that little side road without a sign Hidden from the mainstream The keepers of the ancient future Keepers of the drum They don't preserve it They live it Rattlebone Rattlebone Shake it for the war chief All night long Rattlebone Rattlebone Sweet medicine To each his own Rattlebone Rattlebone Rattlebone All night long Rattlebone Rattlebone Shake it for the war chief All night long