Inevitable Consequence of Progress

Chopper standing in the clearing, fuelled and ready to ride Captain in the doorway, telling us to step inside last minute check, all weapons set parachute and right sight going to drop in on the jungle and grease some stone age tribe The 'sarge jokes about taking out the last link to his troubled past as we hit the canopy. I feel a shadow across my heart Chorus: Inevitable Consequence of Progress -- is what he said to me inevitable Consequence of Progress -- in the judgement of history inevitable Consequence of Progress -- going to change your destiny And I felt the sun, sun, sun, the Son, Son, Son going down on me The pilot pulled the chopper around and we got into position we made all the right moves and there wasn't any real opposition Crazy tribesmen shooting arrows at the 'ship overhead Such a wierd spectacle the 'sarge he smiled and he said