Lyrics

Bushman

Yeah
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman

You, you need to overstand
You from the african continent
Just how the black American, stand up
Truly is your brother man
Had they dehumanized and taken your name
Had they fed you swine and fed you shame hey hey
Today you would be just the same, stand up
As the people you disrespect and disdain
You have been brainwashed to call each other bushman

But I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman

Four hundred and forty years you’re telling I
You said as savages our forefathers died
But the savagery of your now city streets today
Makes me wish to be back in the bush now I say
You are worried about the state where you reside
What about the state of your mind
You are living in scenic places with good graces
While there is chaos among the races

But I and I a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman

They paid special attention to my woman
And to our little one
They said if she learns how to eat
From her downpressors hand
Her regeneration will be perpetuation
For she she will teach our little one
Man forced to stud and move on along
Lived so long without community
And then the damage of your false Christianity

But I and I a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
Yeah oh oh oh yeah
Yeah oh oh oh yeah
Yeah oh oh oh yeah truly, truly

They are selling you the illusion of progression, financial progression
And they are selling you selling you
pure industrial aggression
Because misery truly wants company awhoa
So they are selling you their dysfunctional
psychological tendencies
Skitz a friend in ya

But I and I a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman

Hear wha wake from a youth in the morning
You are being programmed and reprogrammed
Watching tell lie vision
Living in a system of pure corruption
They calling it civil lie a shun
What do they have in common
What do they have in common
This tell lie vision in this civil lie a shun
Pure lie, pure lie, pure lie
Absolutism based upon nothing yeah

But I and I a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
A Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I am a Bushman
I’m saying yeah whoa yeah
yeah whoa yeah
yeah whoa yeah truly, truly

Math is their tool
Philosophy is their tool
Tek way no ledge
He is their tool
Don’t you know
Don’t you think they know
The system is too far gone

By Jim Morrison