Bad Indian
The Gun Club Lyrics


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You blew me out

South and Texas too

I made love to California

To get away from you
New York city made you a

Hungry girl

You should have catch me

In the end of the world

I don't believe you

What are you doing down here?

You need something in a shoe

Or are you just a Bad Indian?

Bad Indians

They love the land they hate

Eat your flesh and then forget the taste

Some describe, that primal drive

To consume what's theirs

And seek what's mine

I don't believe them

And I don't believe you

I suspect everything you do

'Cause you are like a Bad Indian

Bad Indian

Do your war dance

Now you're stripped

By the things you do

Your ass is glass

And I can see through you

Go find somebody

Who ain't been so hard

Give me an overdose of the drug

That you are

You are like a ghost

With crazy hands and mouth

A necklace made of eyeballs

You are just a Bad Indian





Bad Indian, Bad Indian, Bad Indian

Overall Meaning

The Gun Club's song Bad Indian is a curious exploration of identity and appropriation, using the metaphor of a "Bad Indian" to comment on the way people consume culture and land without truly understanding or respecting it. The song is full of contradictions and shifting perspectives, as the singer seems to vacillate between condemning and sympathizing with the titular Bad Indian.


The opening lines suggest a sense of displacement and disconnection, as the singer is blown out of their familiar territory by the Bad Indian's influence. They seek refuge in California, but even there they cannot escape the Bad Indian's presence. The next lines seem to suggest a shift in perspective, as the singer questions the Bad Indian's motives and credibility: "I don't believe you / What are you doing down here?"


The chorus introduces the image of the "Bad Indian" as someone who loves the land but hates the people who inhabit it. This can be read as a critique of colonialism and the way settlers often took over indigenous land without any real respect or understanding for the people who lived there. The lines "Eat your flesh and then forget the taste / Some describe that primal drive" suggest a kind of cannibalistic impulse or desire to consume that which is not one's own, which is echoed in the later lyrics about the Bad Indian's "necklace made of eyeballs."


The final verse introduces a note of caution and distrust, as the singer warns others to be careful of the Bad Indian's influence: "Go find somebody / Who ain't been so hard / Give me an overdose of the drug / That you are." The repeated refrain of "Bad Indian" throughout the song reinforces the idea of this identity as something inherently negative or transgressive.


Overall, the lyrics to Bad Indian are a complex and nuanced meditation on the way people interact with and appropriate different cultures and landscapes. The image of the Bad Indian is used to comment on a wide variety of issues, from colonialism to cultural appropriation to addiction and self-destructive behavior.


Line by Line Meaning

You blew me out
You rejected me


South and Texas too
You rejected me in multiple locations


I made love to California
I sought solace in California after being rejected by you


To get away from you
I traveled to California to escape from you


New York city made you a
New York changed you


Hungry girl
You became desperate


You should have catch me
You should have caught me


In the end of the world
At the end of the world


I don't believe you
I think you're lying


What are you doing down here?
Why are you here?


You need something in a shoe
You need something inside your shoe


Or are you just a Bad Indian?
Or are you a deceitful person?


Bad Indians
Deceitful people


They love the land they hate
They have contradictory feelings towards the land they live on


Eat your flesh and then forget the taste
They hurt you and move on


Some describe, that primal drive
Some say it's a fundamental instinct


To consume what's theirs
To take ownership of what is rightfully theirs


And seek what's mine
And acquire what belongs to others


I don't believe them
I don't believe their theories


And I don't believe you
And I don't believe you either


I suspect everything you do
I am suspicious of all your actions


'Cause you are like a Bad Indian
Because you are like a deceitful person


Do your war dance
Fight for what you believe


Now you're stripped
Now you are exposed


By the things you do
Because of your actions


Your ass is glass
You are vulnerable


And I can see through you
And I can see your true intentions


Go find somebody
Find someone else


Who ain't been so hard
Who has not suffered as much


Give me an overdose of the drug
Make me forget my pain


That you are
That you represent


You are like a ghost
You are like a haunting presence


With crazy hands and mouth
With wild actions and words


A necklace made of eyeballs
A gruesome accessory


You are just a Bad Indian
You are just a deceitful person


Bad Indian, Bad Indian, Bad Indian
Deceitful person, deceitful person, deceitful person




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Comments from YouTube:

MJmcnult

Almost forty years since I first heard it and it's still such a rockin' tune! This is the real punk rock.

Stewart Johnson

AWESOME BAND!! LOVE THE BASSLINE!

Paul Altese

i wasn't born in New Delhi and I want this one played at my funeral!

BastParker

best band..... forever in my heart, i miss you JLP

Malvin Mainwaring

God I'm 58 and these still sound great, do your wardance

R Charan

I was born in New Delhi. I want this one played at my funeral.

Andrea Lomolino

....I don't believe them
and I don't believe you
I suspect everything you do
'cause you are like a Bad Indian...JLP greatest punk-rock composer of all time..

Robert Felsing

Do your war dance! Badass!

Malvin Mainwaring

Still keep coming back great memories

GianMaria Maselli

Great Band straight and unusual

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