Papapapa

Poverty spreads, heroin bursts And hunger kills in the Third World While planet earth is dying The reach always steal more money Everybody will agree That everything is getting worse I'm worried they should be But it keeps going just the same Nazis are back and kicking And so few stand against it Workers of the world with reborn flags Kill each other in civil wars We feel so smart 'cos we've learnt That history repeats itself But what might be the final run Is now played live on TV It's coming, it's growing And we're sitting and watching It's coming, it's growing And we're so weak and lonely.