[Verse 1: Homeboy Sandman & Edan]

Look up in the sky, it's a bird (yo, that’s played out!)
I was gonna say it's a bird-bat (yo, that's way out)
Hot butter like you left a barkay out

Channel five, kung fu Saturday matinee route

Two tones, two ten-toe dismember

Contenders like Five Element Ninjas, Crippled Avengers

[?] Generals, forever dropping emeralds is the agenda

Nostalgia for childhood smiles, could you remember

The type of dope that get your envelope returned to sender
From true and living showmen save your clothing for the emperor
I tried the fish and pasta, get it poppin’ for the populous
A type of cut to uppercut or undercut an operative

A thin line between men swine [?]

I'm a [?]
Whoa, Sauconys though, holy smokes

Shows from Tokyo to Kyoto don't have me molding dough
Your girl hold the door for yours truly
In a reversal of social roles, when dudes hold doors for hoes usually
Nothing is new to me, jewelry don't even mean shit
Your lyrics ain't about shit, you bought an outfit

That didn't even protect you from getting outdid
I hold my dick while dictators ousted
I beg your pardon for the particles of hock spit

No yes no, one zero one, is not is
That's an algorithm that'll imprison your kids

Unless they hold it down live Native Americans did
Which is preferable

[Hook]

Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance

[Verse 2: Homeboy Sandman & Edan]

I wield all elements

Parade with a brigade, the elephants and telicans
Electric eels, seals, whales, snails
Our stylin’ (wait) kills (tails)
Go to the Bronx zoo and unluck cages

Cut through the gunsmoke and clear our throats and sing praises

To African American, Asian, Caucasian
Haitians that originated from ancient spaceships

Come home to give you a ’tored-up-my-face lift'
Swimming through my scrotum be the odorless tasteless
Pacing back and forth until ejection on wild nights
With hopes of traveling off and carry torch to provide light

Celebrate the synthesis of basil with fried rice
Get some acupuncture while I’m bumpin' [?]
Fly right and keep your eyesight upon the highlights
(My life, my life, my life, my life)
In the --

[Hook]

Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance
Rock and Roll Indian dance