Third World War

Where the young men's brave new visions

Threaten old men's selfish dreams

And they try to crush the spirit

With their money and machines

And they call it communism

Because they don't know what it means

In the third world war

And the rich keep getting richer

And as wrong as they are right

And the poor become the victims

Of the armies of the night

And the odds are never even

And their skins are never white

In the third world war

Broken rules and dirty warriors

Spreading lies and secret funds

Can't defeat the campesino

With their money and their guns

'Cause he's fighting for his future

And his freedom and his sons

In the third world war