Savages, Pt. 1

What can you expect from filthy little heathens?

Their whole disgusting race is like a curse

Their skin's a hellish red, they're only good when dead

They're vermin, as I said, and worse

(They're savages, savages) Barely even human

(Savages, savages) Drive them from our shore

They're not like you and me, which means they must be evil

We must sound the drums of war (They're savages, savages)

Dirty, red-skinned devils

Now we sound the drums of war

This is what we feared, the pale-face is a demon

The only thing they feel at all is greed

Beneath that milky hide, there's emptiness inside (I wonder if they even bleed?)

(They're savages, savages) Barely even human

(Savages, savages) Killers at the core

They're different from us, which means they can't be trusted

We must sound the drums of war (They're savages, savages)

First, we deal with this one

Then we sound the drums of war

(Savages, savages) Let's go kill a few, men

(Savages, savages) Now it's up to you, men

(Savages, savages) Barely even human

Now we sound the drums of war