Far across the ocean
In the land of look and see
There once was a time

For you and me

Where the winds blow sweetly

And the easy seas flow still
And where the barefoot dream of life
Can laugh and cry it's fill


Where slot machine confusion
And the plastic universe

Are objects of amu!@&(t
In the fiction of their curse


And where the crazy whiteman
And his teargas happiness
Lies dead and long since buried

By his own fantastic mess

For I hate the whiteman

And his plastic excuse
For I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned him loose...


And the reins of coloured thunder
Of the stallion of the dawn

Ride the coalfire morning
On the beach where all is born


Where the emperor of meaning
Is burning up his fort
And sits to warm his toes around

A fire made up of useless thoughts

And when the children tempt him

With the riddles of their trance
He flings the flames of solstice
Casting laughs into their dance


And where the crazy whiteman
In the desert of his bones

Lies as bleached as the paradise
He likes to think he owns


And I hate the whiteman
In his evergreen excuse
Oh I hate the whiteman

And the man who turned him loose...

And far across the reaches

Of the drifting yellow sands
The living carpet wilderness
Forever joins it's hands


With heaven hell's attainment
In a surging crest of fire

Where more than all is thrown upon
The ever lasting pyre


And through the countless canticles
Of Jason's charcoal fleece
Are sung the songs of nothing

In the timeless masterpiece

And there stood in the middle

Guess who?
It's the everlasting bust
Built by god's very own whiteman

As he tries to rule the dust

And I hate the whiteman

In his doctrinaire refuse
Oh I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned you all loose...


And the bowels of his city
Have been locked into a safe
Where the spew stains on the sidewalks
Are defenders of his faith


While back inside his kitchen
The bowler hatted, long haired saint
Cleans with soap and water
But it's really just white paint

While his gorgon headed scandal sheet
Presents its daily bite
To give their righteous news-believers
Drugs to keep them white


While outside in the whitewash
Where the guns are always, always right
A shooting star has summoned
Deaths dark angel from its night



And I hate the whiteman
And his evergreen excuse
Oh I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned you all loose
And the man who turned him loose...