Savages

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 redskin devils!
 Now we sound the drums of war!
 This is what we feared
 The paleface 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!