Genocide (The Killing Of The Buffalo)

Album: Chinatown (1980)
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  • When they try to tell you knowledge is a dangerous thing
    "It's such a dangerous thing."
    The people that have it are the people that sin
    And the people that need it are the people that can never win
    "They can never win."
    Let me get you out of here, little broken wing

    There are people 'round here that are right
    There are people 'round here that like to sleep at night
    There are people 'round here that go slow
    There are people 'round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo

    When they tear up all the treaties, and break up all the plans
    "They break up all the plans."
    Did you do your duty and kill on command?
    Did you know the Red Man used to roam this land?
    "He used to roam this land."
    Now the souls of lost warriors blow across the sands

    People 'round here, they get it right
    People 'round here, we like to sleep at night
    There are people 'round here that go slow
    People 'round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo, oh no

    So listen to my story and listen to it well
    "You better listen well."
    Listen to the glory of the gory details of the tale I tell
    Did you know the Red Man very well?
    "I used to know him well."
    Did you know the hunting ground before it became a hell?

    There are people 'round here that are right
    There are people 'round here that like to sleep at night
    There are people 'round here I don't know
    There are people 'round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo

    The killing of the buffalo,
    The killing of the buffalo

    The killing
    The killing of the
    The killing of the buffalo [Repeat: x5]
    The killing
    The killing

    So listen to my story of genocide
    How they were hunted and slaughtered till there was no place left to hide
    Did you know the Red Man used to hold his head with pride?
    Till every man, woman, and child were destroyed

    There are people 'round here that get it right
    There are people 'round here that couldn't sleep at night
    There are people 'round here I don't know
    There are people 'round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo

    There are people 'round here that understand
    There are people 'round here that couldn't give a damn
    There are people 'round here that go slow
    There are people 'round here that don't take too kindly to the killing of the buffalo

    The killing of the buffalo [Repeat: x5]
    The killing
    The killing of the
    They're killing all the buffalo
    The killing of the buffalo [Repeat: x4]
    The killing
    They're killing all the
    They're killing all the buffalo
    The killing of the buffalo [Repeat: x4]
    The killing
    The killing
    The killing of the buffalo Writer/s: PHILIP PARRIS LYNOTT
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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