Got some boys who were upset,
They were headed out to India Point
Got two in the bucket backseat of the Pinto said
“You could lose your mind for all your mind is worth.”
One got up on a soapbox and proceeded to take his point
Said, “What god's are you to take this,
And turn to blood?”

'Cause the revolutionaries on the rooftop
Climb down to the cemeteries
Where the missionary line up
For the mercy of the military's time
Treat bodies like a bullet rigging clothes on the clothesline
'Cause the praise under are during his own life
And it won't be the last time

We use them eyes to see
Them all hanging
I believe I can make you whole
See them all go back again
And I don’t think you’ll ever know
How it goes and why we run down
To the place we often bled

'Cause it's a manifest destiny
Like a genocide recipe
Telling the knowledge
That rests in me to fear my own race
Challenge your good
Another thick of your callous

Don't underestimate the fate of preordained malice
Where are my boots
And where the hell is your balance
The hell, you did
Come down from your palace
To see us all
Reaching up
To see us all
Reaching up

'Cause the revolutionaries on the rooftop
Climb down to the cemeteries
Where the missionaries line up
For the mercy of the military sign
Treat bodies like a bullet ridden clothes on the clothesline
'Cause the praise under are during his own life
And it won't be the last time

We use them eyes to see
Them all hanging
I believe I can make you whole
See them all go back again
And I don’t think we’ll ever know
How it goes and why he runs down
To the place
‘Cause I’m slowly turning in

Don’t you have to go?
Don’t you have to go?
Don’t you have to go, child?
Don’t you have to go?

Take them to your cousins’ land
Sweet Madeline has got her hand
And she's asking the last man to fall

Don't fall
When I'm listening
Holy water
Go ask your friend
And may your fever? be gone

When I'm listening
Holy Lama
Go ask your friend
And may your freedom be gone


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    General CommentI'm not sure of the overall meaning of the song but...

    "manifest destiny" is a term that refers to the belief in the ~1830s/40s United States that westward expansion was inevitable. Its meaning was broadened and people came to think of the westward expansion as almost divinely ordained and justifying almost any action by the American settlers.

    Now, this connects to the "don't underestimate the fate of preordained malice" line, because many Americans naturally felt Native Americans were inferior, and made them flee or killed them etc. when they moved west. Also, State Radio songs have some other references to Native American Indian injustice ("Guantanamo" and "Fight No More" in particular), so I get the feeling this could have something to do with that.

    The only thing is, the "the knowledge / That rests in me to fear my own race" contradicts that because it's the narrator's "own race."

    Hmm... any thoughts?
    EzraSlickon October 29, 2009   Link
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    General CommentGot some boys who were upset,
    They were headed out to India Point
    Got two in the bucket backseat of the Pinto said
    �You could lose your mind for all your mind is worth.�
    One got up on a soapbox and proceeded to take his point
    Said, �What god's are you to take this,
    And turn to blood?�

    'Cause the revolutionaries on the rooftop
    Climb down to the cemeteries
    Where the missionary line up
    For the mercy of the military's time
    Treat bodies like the bullet ridden clothes on the clothesline
    'Cause the prey's hunting a hunter in his own blind
    And it won't be the last time

    We use them eyes to see
    Them all hanging
    I believe I can make you whole
    See them all go back again
    And I don�t think you�ll ever know
    How it goes and what it runs down
    To the place we often bled

    'Cause it's a manifest destiny
    Like a genocide recipe
    Telling the knowledge
    That rests in me to fear my own race
    Challenge your good
    Another thick of your callous

    Don't underestimate the fate of preordained malice
    Where are my boots
    And where the hell is your balance
    The hell, you did
    Come down from your palace
    To see us all
    Reaching up
    To see us all
    Reaching up

    'Cause the revolutionaries on the rooftop
    Climb down to the cemeteries
    Where the missionaries line up
    For the mercy of the military sign
    Treat bodies like the bullet ridden clothes on the clothesline
    'Cause the prey's hunting a hunter in his own blind
    And it won't be the last time

    We use them eyes to see
    Them all hanging
    I believe I can make you whole
    See them all go back again
    And I don�t think we�ll ever know
    How it goes or what it runs down
    To the place
    �Cause I�m slowly turning in

    Don�t you have to go?
    Don�t you have to go?
    Don�t you have to go, child?
    Don�t you have to go?

    Take them to your cousins� land
    Sweet Madeleine has got her hand
    And she's asking the last man to fall

    Don't fall
    When I'm listening
    Holy water
    Go ask your friend
    And may your fever? be gone

    When I'm listening
    Holy Lama
    Go ask your friend
    And may your freedom be gone
    samblisson December 07, 2009   Link

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