There is a reason, and I don't know what it is,
A bloody season, well, I've heard that these things happen,
Worldwide, worldwide.
Don't think I'll ever understand it,
Don't think it matters if I do,
Three billion people in the world, and I only know a few,
Worldwide, worldwide.
It's worldwide, worldwide.
Tears on the driver's side; his head is in his hands,
Voice of an angel silenced at the whim of a mere man,
It's worldwide, worldwide.
But we all love that desert thunder,
We put some sticker on our bumper,
Three billion nothings in the world; why should anybody bother?
Worldwide, worldwide.
What about Headman Shabalala?
Does anybody care about justice?
Three billion people in the world, and his spirit weeps for all of us,
Worldwide, worldwide,
Worldwide.
