New Babylon

Rise, Captain Take up your oar and your gun Set a course for the new world The land of the setting sun Sail across the ocean Dream of fat pastures to come When your journeys done Gon’ build a new Babylon They call him Mr. Downpressor Ageless aggressor With a Bible and a gun in the dresser He's a hard man God's own right hand With a hunger to devour the land First come smiles Then come lies Offer you one hand while the other Reaches behind Rob you blind Ride, Captain Into the field, let the battle be waged Take up arms now Winners write the history page Sorrow upon sorrow Blood of the innocent Flowing in rivers Civilization is paved on the backs of the Poor and the driven No reservation That we hold can console from the land that they stole No reparation Can fill the hole that I have in my soul