Wind-Up
by Arigon Starr
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Apache A-Go Go
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Man Without A Tribe
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Junior Frybread
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Snagging
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Spike
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Agent 49
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Keep On Living
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We Danced On
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Friends Walk In
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Dreams Come True
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Indian Land Forever
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Honor Me
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about
Arigon Starr's second CD release features stories of contemporary Native American mixed with the more familiar rock, pop, folk and country music sounds. The collection also contains the award-winning song "Junior Frybread."
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released 11 April 2000
Produced and Arranged by Arigon Starr
Executive Producer: Janet Miner
Additional production on "The Peltier Song" by Ben Moore
Recorded and Mixed by Ben Moore at Golden Track Productions, San Diego, CA
Additional Engineering by Sam Boukas
Mastered by Dan Hersch at DigiPrep, Hollywood, CA
Art Direction and Design: Anabel Sinn
Photography: Chris Bale
Produced and Arranged by Arigon Starr
Executive Producer: Janet Miner
Additional production on "The Peltier Song" by Ben Moore
Recorded and Mixed by Ben Moore at Golden Track Productions, San Diego, CA
Additional Engineering by Sam Boukas
Mastered by Dan Hersch at DigiPrep, Hollywood, CA
Art Direction and Design: Anabel Sinn
Photography: Chris Bale
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- Track Name: Apache A-Go Go
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I need to get away
And have some fun
'Cos everybody always
Gets me down
A place where boys and girls
Have their secret world
And the music's always
Playing loud
In the desert I hear a sound
The drums shake the ground
CHORUS
Apache A-Go Go
Here's my heart and soul
Apache A-Go Go
Dance my troubles away
If you want romance
Well, you gotta dance
'Cos the music swings
And never stops
Go on and get your friends
The drumming never ends
We will make you feel
Right at home
In the desert I hear a sound
The drums shake the ground
CHORUS
Give yourself a chance
To learn the fancy dance
Five hundred tribes are here
Every single day of the year
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: Man Without A Tribe
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Oh please forgive him!
He didn't mean to stare
It was the rhythm
And the long black hair
He's never seen his mother's face
He's never touched her hand
He needs to search in every eye
To find where he began
CHORUS
Invent all your Elders
All your happy times
Who will welcome
A man without a Tribe?
He could be generic
A Basic Indian
Not at all esoteric
A tall and silent skin
He watched them dance and heard them sing
And he felt lonely
These weren't the Indians he'd seen
Dancing on TV
CHORUS
People always asked him
"Hey, what tribe are you?"
He would give an answer
But he never knew
In his mind his world was full
A family 'round the fire
Stories passed from old to young
As the flames rose higher
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: Junior Frybread
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He was the biggest Indian guy
In the history of the Tribe
Custom overalls and a four-X shirt
Living large and living fast
He never came in last
He was wicked Indian doughboy running wild
He thought he had been to every stall
He would be the judge of them all
CHORUS
There goes Junior Frybread
He's been looking everywhere
Hey now Junior Frybread
The best bread's over there!
He wiped the grease from his chin
As he threw the plate in the bin
And contemplated another piece of bread
He ate salt, grease and flour
Every day, every hour
He was a connoisseur of Indian Frybread
He thought he had been to every stall
He would be the judge of them all
CHORUS
There goes Junior Frybread
He's been looking everywhere
Hey now Junior Frybread
The best bread's over there!
His mother and his sister
And his crazy Uncle Lester
Had tried to get him in the Frybread line
Now he was the very last man
In a line that was past the Grandstand
Would they close the booth before he got his bread?
He thought he had been to every stall
He would be the judge of them all
CHORUS
There goes Junior Frybread
He's been looking everywhere
Hey now Junior Frybread
The best bread's over there!
His sweaty temples pounded
As the smell of Frybread abounded
He closed his eyes and let out a heavy sigh
The booth ran out of propane
Causing Junior to go insane
He collapsed and he began to cry
"Though my final sample was denied --
I'm the King of Frybread til' I die!"
There goes Junior Frybread
He's been looking everywhere
Hey now Junior Frybread
The BANNOCK's** over there!
**Just a note to our American audience -- Bannock
is the Canadian equivalent to Frybread!
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: Snagging
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CHORUS
If Pow-wow boys get all the girls
Then Pow-wow girls must rule the world
With fire in your eyes
You'll be snagging!
A two step dance may do ya
Or you might see him singing a song
If he's the one who finds you
Go with him -- it's where you belong
One touch and you might scream
One kiss and you might explode
An Indian man supreme
A wonder to behold
CHORUS
If Pow-wow boys get all the girls
Then Pow-wow girls must rule the world
With fire in your eyes
You'll be snagging!
All throughout the evening
You know you'll be more than friends
So when the dancing's over
That's when the real singing begins
Biggest dark brown eyes
Longest dark black hair
No need to fanticize
Your perfect lover is there
CHORUS
If Pow-wow boys get all the girls
Then Pow-wow girls must rule the world
With fire in your eyes
You'll be snagging!
I know it's not just me
Looky now here comes a pair
Take a look -- you'll see
They're snagging everywhere!
CHORUS
If Pow-wow boys get all the girls
Then Pow-wow girls must rule the world
With fire in your eyes
You'll be snagging!
You'll be snagging
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: Spike
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For being Buffy's foe
For being Angel's own
For his bleached blonde hair
For his burned-out lair
That's why
I love Spike
That's why
I love Spike
Though he's far away
I miss him every day
A wacko English laddie
In his Vampire Caddy
That's why
I love Spike
That's why
I love Spike
Sunnydale won't be the same
Without Spike's special brand of pain
He is so well-known
For the lives he's ruined
He has stolen my heart
And taken it with him in the dark
That's why
I love Spike
That's why
I love Spike
That's why
I LOVE SPIKE
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: Agent 49
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He was tired of seeing good
Disappear from his neighborhood
It was the last straw, man
So, he became a law man
Here, Dear
Deep brown skin, pure Indian stock
Six foot five, built like a rock
Bad guys better run, man!
He's got a gun, man
Here, Dear
CHORUS
Agent 49
He's out fighting crime
With his Rez Car
Outlaws won't get far
Cruising Highway 28
Agent 49 met his fate
He skillfully hunted
Caught a Ten Most Wanted
Here, Dear
The legend grew and he found fame
There's even a pow-wow in his name
He's got his own drum, man
He's having fun, man
Here, dear
CHORUS
Agent 49
He's out fighting crime
With his Rez Car
Outlaws won't get far
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: My Heart Is On The Ground
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Pretty words and stories from the times
Of Boarding schools and other heinous crimes
So I took the book down from the shelf
To read all the lies for myself
They took our hopes
They took our dreams
Romanticized them for young minds
CHORUS
My heart is on the ground
My heart is on the ground
Don't see any truth around
My heart is on the ground
Carlisle Indian school had a plan
"We'll kill the Indian to save the man."
Our way of life was never the same
Time has passed but hasn't dulled the pain
So traditions go
Nobody wins
I guess it's my turn to sing
CHORUS
My heart is on the ground
My heart is on the ground
Don't see any truth around
My heart is on the ground
I've had my fill
Of authors and liars
Who corrupt our stories
For hire
CHORUS
My heart is on the ground
My heart is on the ground
Don't see any truth around
My heart is on the ground
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: Keep On Living
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Memories are a powerful force
They often help us carry on
Dark clouds will not hold us back
The darkness comes before the dawn
Angry recollections
Painful rejections
They make us strong
They give us song
We all belong
CHORUS
We'll keep on living
Love is forgiving
Peace grows inside our hearts
Downtrodden, forgotten -- so we seem
We're bound to change a wrong to a right
Using the knowledge from all tribes
Great Spirit guides us into the light
Give us protection
Grant us reflection
You make us strong
You give us song
We all belong
CHORUS
We'll keep on living
Love is forgiving
Peace grows inside our hearts
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: The Peltier Song (One Bright And Shining Morning)
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Lakota and Anishinaabe
An Indian man took a stand
Though innocent he's locked away
Is this the American way?
Twenty-four years have come and gone
Since prison walls swallowed up Peltier
Living through hell every day
Hear the words I say
CHORUS
One bright and shining morning
He shall be free
One bright and shining morning
Peltier will be free
His light shines in the dark
For those who did not survive
I sing this song to spread the word
Don't believe the lies you've heard
We pray for peace and for change
And a chance to tell the truth
I'm praying for you every day
Hear the words I say
CHORUS
One bright and shining morning
He shall be free
One bright and shining morning
Peltier will be free
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: We Danced On
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Can you feel it?
Feel the Beat getting strong?
CHORUS
We Danced On
We Danced On
On the Earth and in the Sky
On the Earth and in the Sky
Her traditional steps from Grandmother's time
Reveal her care
She dances to honor the memories and dreams
And it's done with flair
Can you feel it?
Feel the beat getting strong?
CHORUS
We Danced On
We Danced On
On the Earth and in the Sky
On the Earth and in the Sky
His feet making dust as he pounds in the ground
All his steps so sure
He knows all the songs and he stops right on time
He creates a stir
Can you feel it?
Feel the beat getting strong?
CHORUS
We Danced On
We Danced On
On the Earth and in the Sky
On the Earth and in the Sky
Tell me the dream
That you want to weave
I'll bead the cloth
The way you want it to be
Feathers that dance
Jingles that sing to the sky
To the sky
Watching you dance reminds me of those
Who've gone before
We treasure their gifts and we will be sure
To add some more
Can you feel it?
Feel the beat getting strong?
We Danced On
We Danced On
On the Earth and in the sky
On the Earth and in the sky
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: Friends Walk In
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Friends walk in
Friends walk out
Without saying what their lives are all about
But you know that I believe in you
And there's nothing that I won't do For you
If I took a fall in the forest dark
You'd be the only forest ranger in the park
And you'd tell me I believe in you
And there's nothing that I won't do
For you
And all that I'm saying is
That I will be your friend
Forever more
Now all those years are history
Even though the path isn't clear it's plain to see
Cos' you know that I believe in you
And there's nothing I won't do
For you
For you
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: Dreams Come True
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When I was a kid
I lived in my own world
A childlike fantasy
I thought my big dreams
Would be enough
To change reality
They say I'm not strong enough
They say I'm not good enough
Well, I've got news for you
I'm making my dreams come true
Now I learned real young
That it doesn't matter
What other people say
Let me live my life
How I see fit
They won't get in my way
They may want to rag on me
They say they're afraid of me
Well, I've got news for you
I'm making my dreams come true
Reach higher and higher
Reach higher and higher
Don't wait until tomorrow
Reach higher and higher
Reach higher and higher
Lift yourself out of sorrow
Oh-oh-oh-ohhh
[Instrumental]
I'm right here where I want to be
The future's bright as it could be
Hey -- I've got news for you
I'm making my dreams come true
I'm making my dreams come true
I'm making my dreams come true
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: Indian Land Forever
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The fog shrouded the bay
As we left the dock today
The breeze cut through my clothes
I guess that's the way it goes
I'm coming to you
Comanche, Cree and Sioux
Klamath, Pit River, too
Mohawk, Paiute, Pomo
Sac & Fox and Navajo
I'm coming to you
CHORUS
We will take the Rock
Every old cellblock
Standing tall together
For this is Indian Land Forever
This is Indian Land Forever
The TV wants to show
Trudell on radio
Every Indian lends a hand
No matter what their band
We're coming through
Whitemankiller spoke so well
At the Senator Hotel
Did we escape the past?
Nineteen months went by too fast
We're coming through
CHORUS
Hear my voice
It's my choice
Alcatraz
It will live on
CHORUS
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission - Track Name: Honor Me
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You honor me
You take my name
You cheer it all
Throughout the game
Redskins, Braves and Warriors
Chiefs and other racial slurs
You paint my face
Upon your walls
T-shirts, jerseys
And basketballs
Warpaint, feathers and tomahawks
Cheesy costumes and gibberish talk
Let me share
My evil dream
I'm gonna rename
All of the teams
I want you to know how it feels
When someone trashes your ideals
The Boston Popes
The New York Jews
With names like that
How can you lose??
The DC Priests, the Atlanta Blacks
Let's hear it for the LA Wetbacks!
Don't you know
That we live in the world
And we hear every word
And we feel every word
Names are wrong
When they make us a joke
And take our culture away
Written by Arigon Starr
© 2000 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
