Johnny’s playroom
Is a bunker filled with sand
He’s become a third world man
Smoky Sunday
He’s been mobilized since dawn
Now he’s crouching on the lawn
He’s a third world man
Soon you’ll throw down your disguise
We’ll see behind those bright eyes
By and by
When the sidewalks are safe
For the little guys
I saw the fireworks
I believed that I was dreaming
Till the neighbours came out screaming
He’s a third world man
[chorus]
When he’s crying out
I just sing that Ghana Rondo
E’lera del terzo mondo
He’s a third world man
[chorus]