Smallpox champion u s of a 

Give natives some blankets 

Warm like the grave 

This is the pattern cut from the cloth 

This is the pattern designed to take you right out 

This is the frontier with winter's so cold 

Greed informs action where action makes bold 

To take all the cotton that's cut from the stalk 

Weave the disease that's gonna take you right out 

What is good for the future what was good for the past - 

Won't last 

Bury your heart u s of a history rears up to spit in your face 

You saw what you wanted 

You took what you saw 

We know how you got it 

Your method equals wipe out 

The end of the frontier and all that you own 

Under the blankets of all that you've done 

Memory serves us to serve you 

Yet memory serves us to never let you wipe out 

Cha-cha-cha-champion 

You'll get yours 

Wipe out