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