Lyrics

A long time ago in the town of Genoa Came a merchant clerk and son of a weaver Commissioned by Spain to return with gold With 3 ships and 89 sailors The routes to the East were controlled by the Turks Who just conquered Constantinople So they sailed to the West cause the Earth was round To arrive in the East in a circle October 12th land was reached Where they were greeted by friendly natives Out of ignorance they called them Indians Cause they thought that they'd arrived in Asia The natives were Arawak from the island of Haiti At the time called Hispaniola With their olive skin and decorative hides Around there ears hung gold ornaments Poisoned with greed the men slaughtered the tribe And took what little gold they had The Santa Maria was wrecked So they took her timbers And supplies to build Fort Navidad For the next 3 years the natives would mine As slaves to the Europeans A quota of gold earned you a token to wear Without your token it would cost you your limbs What are you willing to pay for progress Killing off another race for progress What are you willing to pay for progress Killing off another race for progress
Writer(s): Adam Frederic Duritz, David A. Immergluck, David Lynn Bryson, Daniel John Vickrey, Charles Thomas Gillingham, James Bogios Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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