All the fur and fin will lose again 

Cause our better is their worst reckonin' 

And our fine-feathered friends will sing until they bleed 

And how will we replace that symphony? 



I've got the blackest boots, the whitest skin 

Satisfy my sugar tongue again 

Bring me love that buys us shoe-shine days 

Guilded verses for your ethylene 

And sing it to me free and clean 



All the kids come home with foreign limbs 

From hunting trips abroad they lose again 

And we'll teach them how to talk 

And whistle while they walk 

And do the dirty work of battle hymns 



I've got the blackest boots, the whitest skin 

Satisfy my sugar tongue again 

Sing me love that buys us shoe-shine days 

Guilded verses for your ethylene 

And sing it to me free and clean 



Drinking tea with milk and Janjaweed 

Pontificate on genocide or greed 

With a spoonful of descent 

For the orchestra of need 

Is just enough to please this colony 



I've got the blackest boots, the whitest skin 

Satisfy my sugar tongue again 

Bring me lullabies and morphine-dreams 

Belladonna with her atropine 

And sing it to me free and clean