Becoming A Slave

I admire these men

Brave and beautiful

Grabbing the blade from all the wrong sides

Like children

They bring skins and smoke

We bring shackles and guns

We'll trade with them and then we'll take them home

It's simple

It's so simple

They're not like us

Becoming a slave is easier than you think

There's always a price to pay

It's gotta hit somebody's back

Trust me, new worlds don't just build themselves

Progress has more than one face

Evil isn't always itself

There's nothing you can change without changing

Everything else

It's simple

It's so simple

If they're not like us

Becoming a slave is easier than you think

Talk from every head

A product in every word

It's under out feet and you know it's over our heads

And everyone's telling the truth

In languages that nobody speaks

Till you listen close and hear what you believe

Television

Teleaction

Tell me what you want