See, 
There's a little bit of enmity
And a little bit of [bad word] animosity 
And a little bit of unremitting savagery 
Took a little bit of CHARLES LEE to wake the beast
And now I'm Lake, HEY,
When my tomahawk is wrecking every ligament and artery you have in possession. 
It's not just your overcoat I'm taking offense with
If you're in my way I'll split your brain in eight directions. 

 Hey, Father, why'd you kill that man? 
He maybe had family to attend.
On lovely [bad word] land
Though I suspect you woldn't understand.