They say somebody stole Geronimo's bones
Some over-privileged fat boys
Who never seem to leave well enough alone
Secret society frat boys
I hear that the family's hot on the track
The bones of their own they intend to take back
By hook or by crook, they will use any tack
Returning the chief to his home
'Tain't done yet, okay?
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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