Noble Indian Chief

Noble Indian Chief, 
bring us back your ways, 
you Indians were so awesome, 
in oh so many ways, 
They all loved each other, 
regardless of their tribe, 
One Comanche needs a cup of sugar, 
and the Blackfoot would oblige, 
(oblige) 
The only cause of death, 
was drifting off to sleep, 
and they left this piece of wisdom, 
that we hope you all will keep, 
And they said, 
Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah, Wah Wah Wah Wah, Wah Wah Wah Wah wah waah 
Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah, Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah Waaah 
Lois: They're gone now. 
Peter: How could this have happened? 
Both: How?