Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Charlie Benante
Charlie Benante
Drums
Danny Spitz
Danny Spitz
Lead Guitar
Frank Bello
Frank Bello
Bass Guitar
Joey Belladonna
Joey Belladonna
Lead Vocals
Scott Ian
Scott Ian
Rhythm Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dan Spitz
Dan Spitz
Songwriter
Frank Bello
Frank Bello
Songwriter
Charlie Benante
Charlie Benante
Songwriter
Scott Ian
Scott Ian
Songwriter
Joey Belladonna
Joey Belladonna
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anthrax
Anthrax
Producer
Eddie Kramer
Eddie Kramer
Producer
Chip Schane
Chip Schane
Assistant Engineer
Chris Rutherford
Chris Rutherford
Engineer
Francis McSweeney
Francis McSweeney
Assistant Engineer
George Marino
George Marino
Mastering Engineer
Paul Hammington
Paul Hammington
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

We all see in black and white When it comes to someone else's fight No one ever gets involved Apathy can never solve Forced out, brave and mighty Stolen land, they can't fight it Hold on to pride and tradition Even though they know How much their lives are really missing We're dissing them On reservations A hopeless situation Respect is something that you earn Our Indian brothers' getting burned Original American Turned into a second class citizen Forced out, brave and mighty Stolen land, they can't fight it Hold on to pride and tradition Even though they know How much their lives are really missing We're dissing them On reservations A hopeless situation Cry for the Indians, oh Die for the Indians Cry for the Indians Oh cry, cry, cry for the Indians Love the land and fellow man Peace is what we strive to have Some folks have none of this Hatred and prejudice Forced out, brave and mighty Stolen land, they can't fight it Hold on to pride and tradition Even though they know How much their lives are really missing We're dissing them On reservations A hopeless situation Cry for the Indians Die for the Indians Cry for the Indians Cry, cry, cry for the Indians War dance! Territory, it's just the body of the nation The people that inhabit it make its configuration Prejudice, something we all can do without The flag of many colors is what this land's all about We all see in black and white When it comes to someone else's fight No one ever gets involved, no one Apathy can never solve Forced out, brave and mighty Stolen land, they can't fight it Hold on to pride and tradition Even though they know How much their lives are really missing We're dissing them On reservations A hopeless situation Cry for the Indians Die for the Indians Cry for the Indians Cry, cry, cry for the Indians
Writer(s): Charlie L. Benante, Daniel Alan Spitz, Frank Joseph Bello, Scott Ian Rosenfeld, Joseph A. Bellardini Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out