| Song | Bottom of Priority |
| Artist | BR5-49 |
| Album | Dog Days |
| 作词 : Mead | |
| Well, the boys came lookin' for their soul | |
| They wanted all the world to see | |
| So they took Alcatraz and did a graveyard dance | |
| All they wanted was some dignity | |
| But from a rerun story from a late, late show | |
| Where the Indian gets no amnesty | |
| And spends the rest of his life in a Kansas cell | |
| At the bottom of priority | |
| High and dry, left to take another's blame | |
| High and dry, first hand knowledge of an innocent man | |
| You can hear him cryin' down in ol' K City | |
| Hear him up at Wounded Knee | |
| For the rest of his life in a Kansas cell | |
| At the bottom of priority | |
| Well, locked up, forgotten, tucked outta the way | |
| And treated like he wasn't a man | |
| They took their aim and wasn't it a shame | |
| How we stuck our head into the sand | |
| Well, it was way too late for the government | |
| They had to make somebody plea | |
| And spend the rest of his life in Kansas cell | |
| At the bottom of priority | |
| High and dry, left to take another's blame | |
| High and dry, first hand knowledge of an innocent man | |
| You can hear him cryin' down in ol' K City | |
| Hear him up at Wounded Knee | |
| For the rest of his life in a Kansas cell | |
| At the bottom of priority | |
| For the rest of his life in a Kansas cell | |
| At the bottom of priority |
| zuò cí : Mead | |
| Well, the boys came lookin' for their soul | |
| They wanted all the world to see | |
| So they took Alcatraz and did a graveyard dance | |
| All they wanted was some dignity | |
| But from a rerun story from a late, late show | |
| Where the Indian gets no amnesty | |
| And spends the rest of his life in a Kansas cell | |
| At the bottom of priority | |
| High and dry, left to take another' s blame | |
| High and dry, first hand knowledge of an innocent man | |
| You can hear him cryin' down in ol' K City | |
| Hear him up at Wounded Knee | |
| For the rest of his life in a Kansas cell | |
| At the bottom of priority | |
| Well, locked up, forgotten, tucked outta the way | |
| And treated like he wasn' t a man | |
| They took their aim and wasn' t it a shame | |
| How we stuck our head into the sand | |
| Well, it was way too late for the government | |
| They had to make somebody plea | |
| And spend the rest of his life in Kansas cell | |
| At the bottom of priority | |
| High and dry, left to take another' s blame | |
| High and dry, first hand knowledge of an innocent man | |
| You can hear him cryin' down in ol' K City | |
| Hear him up at Wounded Knee | |
| For the rest of his life in a Kansas cell | |
| At the bottom of priority | |
| For the rest of his life in a Kansas cell | |
| At the bottom of priority |