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