The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
The Story: You smell like goat, I'll see you in hell
The Story: All the b***h had said, all been washed in black
Being a kid living near a Native American
Reservation, I did find it weird that the skin
tone of and "Indian" would be white. I never gave
it any thought. I was singing it in the car one
day with my Native friend and I pointed at him
when the lyric was sang. He gave me an odd look
and began to laugh his *** off. I honestly never
realized what Armstrong was saying, I found out
when I was 16 so it had been 11 years of me
thinking it was this nonsensical lyric.
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