A Ballad Of Human Progress

There's an old country road
 Leads to a river
 An old wooden fence
 Surrounds all the sinners
 Who stand by their graves
 Wondering what they've done wrong
 There's a train whistle blowin'
 Across a fiery dessert
 In search for the new land
 There treacherous weather
 Is headed for the mountain
 To preach a brand new way
 And it's full of politicians
 Bankers and lawyers
 A fast talkin' men
 Been armed to destroy us
 And keep us from the truth
 Consume, consume, consume
 Lies, lies
 Don't believe them
 Don't believe them
 And Westward they head
 Ravaging the villages
 They burn all the dead
 Their world is for the privileged
 And you're not one of them
 You're just a number
 So they came up with races, borders and fences
 And job occupations and classifications
 Their aim, to conquer
 Divide, divide, divide
 Lies, lies
 Don't believe them
 Don't believe them
 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