New World - Strawbs

There’s blood in the dust

Where the city’s heart beats

The children play games

That they take from the streets

How can you teach when you’ve so much to learn

May you turn

In your grave

New world.

There is hate in your eyes

I have seen it before

Planning destruction

Behind the locked door

Were you the coward who fired the last shot

May you rot

In your grave

New world.

There is death in the air

With the lights growing dim

As those who survive

Sing a desperate hymn

Pray that God grants you one final request

May you rest

In your grave

New world.