A Ballad of Human Progress

(I)

There's an old country road that leads to a river
An old wooden fence that surrounds all the sinners
Who stand by their graves, wonderin' what they done wrong

(II.)

There's a train whistle blowin' across a fiery desert
In search for the new land
They're treacherous weather is headed for the mountain
To preach a brand new way

(III.)

And it's full of politicians, bankers and lawyers
A fast talkin' man, been armed to destroy us
And keep us from the truth. Consume, consume, consume

(Chorus)

Lies. Lies, don't believe them. Don't believe them.

(IV.)

And westward they head, ravaging the villages
They burn all the dead. There world is for the privileged
And you're not one of them, you're just a number

(V.)

So they came up with races, borders and fences
And job occupations, and classifications
There aim is to conquer. Divide, divide, divide.

(Chorus)

(VI.)

We're just one race, one color, one number
We're just one man, one father, one mother
We must unite, before they take our lives

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