Meanwhile, On Pine Ridge

As an army of feds raced in to the rescue

The local law-dogs were hot on their heels

The raiders descended on Wounded Knee

To fight a marijuana field

Twenty-five brave men

Wearing bullet-proof vests

Armed with machine guns and several used weed eaters

Swooped down on the reservation

The DEA, top cops and community leaders

They cut down the weeds and then chopped all survivors

Patted themselves on the backs

They may have won the last battle but we're still fighting this war

And those are, my friend, simply the facts