Third World U.s.a. - The Black Halos

The sky is falling

'Cause the cities are burning

And the high road to freedom

Is paved with poverty

All gods children are screaming

'Cause the angels are demons

And they stand just like statues

'Cause there ain’t no liberty

Not for you and me

In your third world

In your third world

In your third world

Burn all the temples to the ground

Make sure there ain’t no gods around

Bring them down

Launch your frustrations to the sky

Till heaven sees the light

Let them fly, let them die

Well, the tower has fallen

And Gabriel’s calling

And the words of salvation

Are just a movie of the week

And the right wing is hoping

That the left wing is broken

By emotionless voting

'Cause there ain’t no victory

Not for you and me

In your third world

In your third world

In your third world

Burn all the temples to the ground

Make sure there ain’t no gods around

Bring them down

Launch your frustrations to the sky

Till heaven sees the light

Let them fly, let them die

Burn all the temples to the ground

Make sure there ain’t no gods around

Bring them down

Launch your frustrations to the sky

Till heaven sees the light

Let them fly, let them die