Third-World White Man

This song, hopefully sung with a Caribbean lilt, was inspired by a cellphone commercial set in Jamaica, in which one character says to another, "You're standing in my spot." I thought about the United States' economy and the state of the world; the words flowed. I think the chorus would sound great in Double-Dutch cadence.

Strum moderately: DOWN UP DOWN UP DOWN UP DOWN

(D) Third-world white man, (A) used to be the first

(D) United States economy (A) getting worse and worse

(A) China owns your soul (A) You'll peddle all your nukes

(C) Third-world (G) white man, (C) what you gonna (G) do?

(Em) Duvalier, Mugabe, (G) Idi Amin Dada

(C) Third-world (G) white man, (C) you're standing in my spot (G)

(D) Third-world white man, (A) how's it feel to see

(D) soldiers in your Escalade and(D)  crews from BBC

(D) camping in the mud that (A) used to be your lawn

(C) Your life turned brown, (G) Sally Struthers came to town

(C) Let's eat --

(No Chord, sotto voce) here's your 17 cents today

(Em) Duvalier, Mugabe, (G) Idi Amin Dada

(C) Third-world (G) white man, (C) you're standing in my spot (G)

(D) Third-world white man, (A) here's what you must do

(D) Slaughter your white babies until they (A) give a damn for you

(D) Third-world white man, (A) what's with all the shame?

(C) See the light, (G) realize (C) we are all the same(G)

(Em) Duvalier, Mugabe, (G) Idi Amin Dada

(C) Third-world (G) white man, (C) you're standing in my spot (G)