Ice people, they're made of ice They don't treat their fellow man very nice You wear your hair long, as jesus did They'll crucify you You're not part of the establishment You stand up for your rights They'll call you a fool If you do not go to war you're not living by the golden rule Ice people, they're just made of ice They don't tread their fellow man very nice The red man lives and dies on the reservation And the black man just lives anywhere he can And the poor white man he doesn't live any better He can't say I'm red I'm black I'm red I'm yellow, I'm tanned We're all caught up together Like the buffallo on the plains We're just shooting sport for ice people, were just a game Ice people they're just made of ice, they don't treat their fellow man very nice Ice people they're just made of ice, no they don't treat their fellow man very nice Ice people they're just made of ice, they dont treat their fellow man very nice