Scrap away the earth
Claim debris as your own
Assign a monetary worth
Sell back the streams
Sell back the stones that
Had been under their feet
All along
Historic treaties so
Easily defeated by way
Of imminent domain
Profit has no sense
Of right or wrong
They know of your snake
That burrows
Just beneath their lake
Afraid its steel skin can crack
Turning their water black
With its venom, and lack
Of regulation
Water and oil, salt and soil
Commandeer and distribute
Native lands diminish returns
Trample those who dare dispute
Slowing your charge
With their songs
The chants get louder
The banners grow taller
A shanty camp becomes a nation
Shareholders and bulldozers
Declare what is and isn't sacred
When word comes down the pipe
From the biggest suit of all
To pillage their water rights
As the snow falls
Disregard their thirst
Water and oil, salt and soil
Commandeer and distribute
Native lands diminish returns
Trample those who dare dispute
Defending the sacred
With their songs
It's only business
It's only business you will say
When home, health, and history
Are shoveled away
Gain wealth at any cost
Letting no rock
Stand in your way
