I Met A Traveller

I met a traveller from a brand new land
who said: My ancestors bought the island cheap,

moved westward into the fertile valleys,
had to murder redskins left and right,

damn savages never cut down any trees,
seemed to live from hand to mouth,

dressed themselves in fur and skins,
we kept slaughtering the bastards

until the Pacific Ocean put a stop to us,
we created this great nation of ours,

the richest country in the world
he said while the bank repossessed his house.