Bad Indian lyrics

[Intro]
I’m not a very good Indian
Maybe even a bad Indian

[Verse]
My cheekbones aren’t high enough
My last name isn’t a sentence
I don’t have enough beadwork or turquoise
And I don’t speak good pidgin English
Certainly not as good as Johnny Depp did in that movie that one time
And I don’t care if you connect with Indian spiritualism
I could care less if you did a sweat lodge with your Caucasian spirit guide who knew an Indian once
Sure, millions of Indians died, but tell me about your feelings
And cry your white tears

[Chorus]
I'm just gonna be over here being a bad Indian

[Verse]
A woman once askеd me my Indian name
And I said, "It’s Gregg"
And shе was so disappointed, she was like
“No! It has to be Red Eagle or Two Rivers”
“Or ‘Gray Skull’?” I said
“Yes! Wait, is that for real?”
“No, no” I said, without her realizing my brief but generationally relevant He-Man joke
The kind of joke that would tell her that while Indian
I’m also having an American experience too
I finally said to her “How 'bout ‘Walking Eagle’?”
And she said “Yes! But is that true?”
I said, “Yes, it’s totally true”
And I never had the heart to tell her that the only an eagle only walks is when it’s too full of sh*t to fly
[Chorus]
'Cause I’m a bad Indian

[Verse]
This one time a man walked into my space
And he asked me some questions about my things
I tell him
When he suddenly interrupts me
As only a white man can
With all the Euro-swagger of a man whose people were so sure of their place in the universe
Their place in the world
Their place in the eyes of God
"You speak real good for a Native American"
"An Indian"
"A savage"
"A pagan"
"A prairie n*****"
"A godless heathen"
And I would be justified in punching him
And I would be justified in cursing him out
And I would be justified in calling him a "racist"

[Outro]
But that would make me a bad Indian
Which contradicts that old saying
You know the one:
"The only good Indian is a dead Indian"
But I’m a bad Indian
And I’m here