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



(chorus)

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



(chorus)



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