I want to be an American Indian.
Want a nation under Great Spirit.
And can you hear the sounds of the powwows?
The sounds of Native American merit.

Welcome to our kind of pep rally
All across the Indian nation.
Where everything is meant to be okay.
Everybody dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who play the lotto.
Though that's enough to argue.

Well maybe I'm the wanna be Indian
I'm not a part of a redneck a fibbin'
Now everybody do the wang tango
And sing along to the strum of my banjo

Welcome to our kind of pep rally
All across the Indian nation.
Where everything is meant to be okay.
Everybody dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who play the lotto.
Though that's enough to argue.

I want to be an American Indian.
Want a nation under Great Spirit.
Information age of real history
Is calling out to all of America.

Welcome to our kind of pep rally
All across the Indian nation.
Where everything is meant to be okay.
Everybody dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who play the lotto.
Though that's enough to argue.