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Smallpox champion u s of a |
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Give natives some blankets |
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Warm like the grave |
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This is the pattern cut from the cloth |
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This is the pattern designed to take you right out |
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This is the frontier with winter's so cold |
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Greed informs action where action makes bold |
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To take all the cotton that's cut from the stalk |
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Weave the disease that's gonna take you right out |
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What is good for the future what was good for the past - |
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Won't last |
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Bury your heart u s of a history rears up to spit in your face |
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You saw what you wanted |
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You took what you saw |
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We know how you got it |
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Your method equals wipe out |
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The end of the frontier and all that you own |
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Under the blankets of all that you've done |
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Memory serves us to serve you |
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Yet memory serves us to never let you wipe out |
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Cha-cha-cha-champion |
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You'll get yours |
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Wipe out |