Gramatan, by Too Much Joy    gramatan  you stupid indian  you thought you had the best of us  no man owns the land  now these houses cost five hundred k  we wouldn't sell you one anyway  gramatan  you crazy indian  you're not like the rest of us  you'll never understand    everything's nice  nothing has changed  the kids go to daycamps  with indian names    it's getting dark]  go on and make your mark  then come and have a drink with us    tell us what's in your heart  gramatan  you crazy indian  you're gonna learn to think like us    everything's nice  nothing has changed  first comes the snow  then come the rains