From the recording New American Century

Lyrics

Planted the seeds in 1492
Invasive are the roots laid down
Your greed is a poison that seeps into the river
A river used to wash the crown

Your turn is soon to come
Your turn is soon to come

The low-hanging fruit has all been picked
A tainted bounty fenced off to control
Barbs stretched from the Philippines to Cuba
You can only sell what you have stole

Your turn is soon to come
Your turn is soon to come

As the locusts descend upon your withered crop
Fertilized with tanks and guns and bombs
Thrive on mutually assured destruction
World War is your biggest con

Your turn is soon to come
Your turn is soon to come
To come
To come
To come

His highness sits atop a throne of skulls
While the guards are watching on
They sit and wait while people fall
Their turn is soon to come

Now as we approach the coming harvest
The soil of war grows thin another time
From the ashes of a New American Century
The terror of poverty is now a crime

Their turn is soon to come
Their turn is soon to come
Their turn is soon to come
Their turn is soon to come
Their turn is soon to come
Their turn is soon to come
Their turn is soon to come
Their turn is soon to come
Their turn is soon to come
Their turn is soon to