In songs we praise a happy landing
On yet another virgin shore
Escape the booming world
Embrace the new world
Out here the immigrant takes hold
Across the planes and over mountains
Put flight to all who came before
They're barely human
It's time to move them
And let them kneel before the sword

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

Uneducate the noble savage
The great white father's word is lore
It's such a pain then to liberate them
The poison on the bloody sword

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

Oh oh, uh uh uh, oh oh
Oh oh, uh uh uh, oh oh
Oh oh, uh uh uh, oh oh

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): DAVID SMITH, JOHN BAGGOTT, LIAM TYSON, ROBERT ANTHONY PLANT, WILLIAM FULLER