Kevin Costner's Casino

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Hey Kevin, exploitation's nothing new, its perfect disguise is you Your headdress and authentic moccasins You seem just like a righteous man, exposing our great land For what it is, the ultimate grand larceny But who would have thought when you danced, dollar signs were in your eyes? Above and beyond your large share in Hollywood You were a wolf in sheep's clothing to a wolf and a people And your bad actions by far outweigh the good The theoretical "Oh, we fucked over the Native Americans" Is no match for consciously stuffing your dick in Reservations are already a pathetic compensation As are the "rights" we grudgingly give them A casino could be the only way to rejuvenate collapsed economies Of reservation Indians But are profits from casinos enough compensation for the fact that we stuffed a huge nation Of people into a few tiny towns and raped and murdered their traditions? We stole the land and beat them down The casinos are fucking corporate run and here's a check for the use of sacred burial grounds Then the casino's fucking done giving back to the Indian Except for janitor jobs and garbage by the ton (Tough guy eight count) And old Kevin is his own conglomerate Exploitation through a movie, then through blackjack and roulette Don't attend or rent his shitty films Because his killing at the box office is not the only thing that he's killed