Tonada Yanomaminista - Devendra Banhart

We burned all our clothes, blew Yopo up our nose

We’re a young and lazy ol' wild boar

(Yeah, yeah, aw, the dude was running some cinnamon)

Yep, we followed the stork, it led us to camp

We didn’t get lost but we lost a chance

Damn, damn!

I swear I’ve been to this jungle floor before

1901, that’s the year of the bleedin' horse

And I was lonely, lonely

1902 the Devil sucked off the moon

Please hold me, hold me

My ear to your chest

Your back to the ground

Please move, mama, please make a sound

That war party’s lookin' for you and lookin' for me

Damn, damn!

We weren’t scared, just unprepared

So we followed the caw

'Till our eyes were locked in

We became her and she became them

And then

I heard the voice of heaven

Sayin' don’t be scared of anything

I heard the voice of the land

The beautiful land, sing

It sang

I recognize you mother

In a little playful touch from death

As above so below

You’re in control of the rest

Then the six-nippled frog

Ran across the golden moss

Followin' behind us, followin' behind us

And the W.A.C

Was pointing Remingtons at the trees

They couldn’t find us, couldn’t find us (find us)

Can’t find us, can’t find us (can't find us)

Can’t find us, can’t find us, can’t find us!