The color of our flag
Dreaming, I was safe in life
Is the thorn that's in our side
The promises they make
Standing on the corner of the third world
Of the third world, of the third world
Of the third world, of the third world
Color all the madness for the madness
Holy white, we'll paint that town
Hey, there little lady, has your baby
Where passions are subdued
Standing on the corner of the third world
When we gonna learn?
Free to earn, our pockets burn
We buy for love
Like mussels in a shells
Fill their heads with sand
Hold me, I'm crying
The call for attention
Got the look of some old man?
Rolling and controlling all the basements
Of the third world, of the third world
Compassion is the fashion
Hungry men will close their minds
Who we gonna turn to?
Fill their dreams with big fast cars
Notions fall on stony ground
Ideas are not their food
Die for love
And the backroads of our lives
