Tribes Lyrics

Tribes

Folks in the valley don't care about the wind

And those on the hill don't care too much about the flood

It's all about their own and what they own

It's about them and theirs and for whom or what they'll shed their blood

I'll let you in if you put some skin in the game

I'll help you win if you promise to do the same

We can share the load, bare our souls

You can sing our song if you want to belong

But don't push your god 'cos we've already got one

Clans, tribes, old lands old times

Tribes, clans, that's life, that's man

Us and them, the stuff of men

Over and over and over again, dumb stuff

Skin and blood stuff, dumb stuff of man

Tribes and clans

They're on their way, on their way here

And they're prepared to pay for what we hold so dear

They've lost theirs, they want some of ours

Do we have enough to share, enough to go around?

What's fair, what's allowed?

Is it their sin; are they to blame?

Do we let 'em in if they put some skin in the game?

Or do we show no love and say what's mine is mine

'Cos you know they're not like us; no, they're just not our kind

Can we forget the blood shed for our ivory towers?

Can I expect you to respect what is now ours?

Can we be brothers in heaven or through hell?

What can we give to each other without losing ourselves?

In our tribes and clans, old lives, old lands

Clans, Tribes, stuff of man from old times

Is it us, is it them?

Forever over and over again, dumb stuff

Skin and blood stuff, the dumb stuff of man

In those tribes and clans