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Shot in the back with a wooden spear
Stabbed in the neck with a poison dart
Stake me to the pole
Baby paint me in charcoal
I am an art piece
To the Shuar
We were on a roll
Baby wed'a had it all
But we picked a fight with
The wrong enemies
Shuar
They are the Shuar
(Ooh ooh)
Shuar
(Shuar)
Chikichik tzantza
Underneath a nantu
Shot in the back with a wooden spear
Stabbed in the neck with a poison dart
They've kept our souls from escaping our eyes
They've trapped our souls from escaping our eyes
Stake me to the pole
Baby paint me in charcoal
I am an art piece
To the Shuar
We were on a roll
Baby wed'a had it all
But we picked a fight with
The Shuarian enemies
Shuar
They are the Shuar
(Ooh ooh)
Shuar
(Shuar)
Chikichik tzantza
Underneath a nantu
Shuar
I really wanna Shuar
(Ooh ooh)
Shuar
(Shuar)
