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The mountains of manhattan drums along the hudson sounds of brother wolf howl through the night down the hard top river two white stripes, a snake with no teeth no candle will ever drift by wind or battle down this stream mountains of manhattan night medicine shaped like a snake with no teeth tattoo spirited warriors andd turtle women walk alone flashing fire light in thje opening of every cave there are no songs, no stories, there are no horses, there are no coups everthing is taken with no honor and belongs to no one grandfather, what do you see what do you see here at the base of the mountains of manhattan grandfather the story from so so long ago we've heard it before in the long house do you still have the fish hooks and the beads (Thanks to michel for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania