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