Johnny Clegg
Third World Child

Third World Child
Bits of songs and broken drums
Are all he could recall
So he spoke to me
In a bastard tongue
Carried on the silence of the guns

"It's been a long long time
since they first came
And marched through our village
They taught us to forget our past
And live the future in their image"

Chorus
They said
'You should learn to speak a little bit of English
Don't be scared of a suit and tie.
Learn to walk in the dreams of the foreigner
-- I am a Third World Child

The Outworld's dreams are the currency
That grip the city streets
I live them out
But I have my own
Hidden somewhere deep inside of me

In between my father's fields
And the citadels of the rule
Lies a no-man's land which I must cross
To find my stolen jewel.

They said
'You should learn to speak a little bit of English
Maybe practise birth control
Keep away from controversial politics
So to save my third world soul

Chorus
They said
'You should learn to speak a little bit of English
Don't be scared of a suit and tie.
Learn to walk in the dreams of the foreigner
-- I am a Third World Child


Mirror lyrics:

-- I am a Third World Child
Learn to walk in the dreams of the foreigner
Don't be scared of a suit and tie.
'You should learn to speak a little bit of English
They said
Chorus

So to save my third world soul
Keep away from controversial politics
Maybe practise birth control
'You should learn to speak a little bit of English
They said

To find my stolen jewel.
Lies a no-man's land which I must cross
And the citadels of the rule
In between my father's fields

Hidden somewhere deep inside of me
But I have my own
I live them out
That grip the city streets
The Outworld's dreams are the currency

-- I am a Third World Child
Learn to walk in the dreams of the foreigner
Don't be scared of a suit and tie.
'You should learn to speak a little bit of English
They said
Chorus

And live the future in their image"
They taught us to forget our past
And marched through our village
since they first came
"It's been a long long time

Carried on the silence of the guns
In a bastard tongue
So he spoke to me
Are all he could recall
Bits of songs and broken drums
Third World Child


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