[Verse 1]

India

The center of the new round world

A journey only taken by the brave

Christopher

Discoverer of wealth untold

Echoes of the news float back to Spain

All this gold will soon be mine to take

[Chorus]

Those savages must be bold

They're trying to keep me from my gold

I think not this time I-I

God damn, this is the promised land

This is the promised land

They'll pry it from my cold dead hands

[Verse 2]

Indians

Reject the hand of the king

A fever grips them for their heresy

Colonies

Our way of planting the seeds

God is what these wild natives need

God forgive the conqueror in me

[Chorus]

Those savages must be bold

They're trying to keep me from my gold

I-I think not this time I-I

God damn, this is the promised land

This is the promised land

They'll pry it from my cold dead hands

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]

Nina

We're goin' back to the sea

For a while, we'll let these people be

Governors

How ever long we're apart

The colonies are always in my heart

I'll bring back a thousand ships to start

[Chorus]

Those savages must be bold

They're trying to keep me from my gold

I-I think not this time I-I

God damn, this is the promised land

This is the promised land

They'll pry it from my cold dead hands