From Empire Burlesque
We came across the ocean
fighting through the stormy waves
We carved out our dominion
And planted it with graves
We built a mighty nation
on the backs and blood of slaves
And sang our praise unto the Lord
for the blessings that He gave
In a covered wagon
rolling cross the endless plain
the earth was dark with carcasses
of the buffalo we'd slain
We sent our soldiers out
to make the Indians feel the pain
And swore our souls were white as snow
without a crimson stain
We're the lost Americans
The lost Americans
We came into a land that knew us not
We made the world again
With God and law and sin
While others paid for everything we've got
Every now and then
A champion would arise
to speak of truth and justice
And tear the veil from people's eyes
But every single time
they got a bullet in the head
And lots of pious praise
when they were safely dead
Now we take the names
of our conquered native foes
we give em to our weapons
as around the world we go
Blasting anybody
who might get in the way
of the pure and holy goodness
of God's own USA
We're the lost Americans
The lost Americans
We came into a land that knew us not
We made the world again
With God and law and sin
While others paid for everything we've got
Words and music  © 2020 by Chris Floyd
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