The Parasite (for Buffy)

Lyrics

[Chorus] They landed at Plymouth with a smile on their face They said, "We're your brothers, from a far away place" The Indians greeted them with wide open arms Too simple-minded and trusting to see through the charms [Verse 1] Ex-hoodlums and jailbirds with backgrounds of crime They had a chance to breathe freely for the very first time To drink cool, clear water from clean mountain streams When taken for granted, it's not what it seems [Chorus] They landed at Plymouth, with a little smile on their face They said, "We're your brothers, from a far away place" I know the Indians greeted them with wide open arms Too simple-minded, to see through the charms [Verse 2] Slowly but surely, in came the forked tongue To trick those who trusted, humiliate the young They said "Indians are different, they got to stay in their place Not pure and holy, an inferior race" [Chorus] They landed at Plymouth, with a smile on their face They said, "We're your brothers, from a far away place" I know the Indians greeted them with wide open arms Too simple-minded and trusting to see through the charms [Verse 3] In came the religions, the liquor, and the guns They claimed to be good guys, yeah, but they acted like Huns! Creating chaos, spreading disease As "agents of God," they did damn well what they please [Chorus] They landed at Plymouth, with a smile on their face They said, "We're your brothers from a far away place" The Indians greeted them with wide open arms Too simple-minded to see through the charms [Verse 4] Polluting the water; goddamn, defiling the air Rewriting the standards of what's good and fair Promote "law and order," yeah, just let justice go to hell If the law's hard to swallow, use the old wishing well [Chorus] They landed at Plymouth with a little smile on their face They said, "We're your brothers from a far away place" The Indians greeted them with wide open arms Too simple-minded to see through the charms [Verse 5] Now the sun's slowly setting, yes, and the Indians are few They've been murdered and pillaged – my god, what they've been through Stranded on deserts, where it's barren and dry With bad air and foul water, yeah, they exist 'til they die [Chorus] They landed at Plymouth with a smile on their face They said, "We're your brothers from a far away place" The Indians greeted them with wide open arms [Outro] {*screams of terror*}