Rich world, poor world   Everyday it?s gettin? modified   Rich world, poor world   Aren?t you glad you?re on the western side?      Individual luxury just might be the trump of the game   If you come back 'round with a gun at your head   I?m sure the view will never be the same      I heard something that you never been told   You?ll have trouble just tryin? to get old   I got something, gonna give you the word   I?m interested if you have heard      I don?t really mean to bring you right down   The safest place for you?s way under the ground   I got somethin' that you never been told   Told, you been told, you been told, you been told   You been told, you been told      Rich world, poor world   Fewer places every day to hide   Rich world, poor world   I like it better on the western side      A growing epidemic of ignorance   Been keeping me on the run   With a jaded ear and a whole lot of fear   We?re gonna wither up one by one      I got something that you never been told   Gonna have trouble just tryin? to get old   I got something that you never heard   Come on now, just spread the word      I got somethin?, gonna make you hip   Now don?t go blabbin? and let it slip   For what you got, I think you overpaid   I?m afraid, I?m afraid, I?m afraid, I?m afraid      "Hi there, little starving Asian child with bloated belly   Open sores and look of despair, my, you are hungry, aren?t you?   You know, I?d love to help you get enough nutrition   To perpetuate your misery a little further"   But right now I?ve just got to finish this thesis   On the 'Divine right of kings   See you tomorrow"      "Hi there, little golden Greekette, Capri-bound modern Venus   With fenced beach and medically transformed nose and midriff   I know how heartbroken you are that your best friend beat you to Paris For the unveiling of the latest fashions"      "And I?d love to console you   But, you see, I lost my right leg yesterday   Trying to scrounge up a shot of antibiotics   Oh well"      Rich world, poor world   Everyday it?s gettin? modified   Rich world, poor world   I like it better on the western side      A growing epidemic of ignorance   Been keepin? us on the run   With a jaded ear and a whole lot of fear   We?re gonna wither up one by one      I heard somethin? gonna make you blue   Don?t get excited 'cause you know it ain?t new   I got somethin? gonna make you hip   Now don?t go blabbin? and let it slip, you hear      Now I don?t mean to be bringin? you down   You won?t be safe till you?re layin? in the ground   For what you got I think you overpaid   I?m afraid, I?m afraid, I?m afraid, I?m afraid, I?m afraid