[Verse 1: Cooley] From the comfort zone of history On the lips of trusted loved ones To the lonely, fragile minds of angry youths No sooner was it over Than the memory made it nobler The selective means by which to point the view [Chorus] Compelled, but not defeated Surrender under protest if you must Compelled, but not defeated [Verse 2: Cooley] If it's all you can remember Then it's been that way forever And for six long generations it's been told But among the fallen was tradition That tradition was the mission And that the wrongness of the sin was not the goal [Chorus] [Verse 3: Cooley] Does the color really matter? On the face you blame for failure On the shamin' for a battle's losing cause If the victims and aggressors Just remain each others others And the instigators never fight their own Compelled, but not defeated Surrender under protest if you must Compelled, but not defeated Surrender under protest if you must Surrender under protest if you must