New World Man

He's a rebel and a runner. 
He's a signal turnin' green. 

He's a restless young romantic, 
wants to run the big machine. 

He's got a problem with his poisons, 
but you know he'll find a cure. 

He's cleaning up his systems 
to keep his nature pure. 

Learning to match the beat 
of the Old World man. 

Learning to catch the heat 
of the Third World man. 

He's got to make his own mistakes 
and learn to mend the mess he makes. 

He's old enough to know what's right 
but young enough not to choose it. 

He's noble enough to win the world 
but weak enough to lose it. 
He's a New World man. 

He's a radio receiver 
tuned to factories and farms. 

He's a writer and arranger, 
and a young boy bearing arms. 

He's got a problem with his power, 
with weapons on patrol. 

He's got to walk a fine line 
and keep his selfcontrol. 

Tryin' to save the day 
for the Old World man. 

Tryin' to pave the way 
for the Third World man. 

He's not concerned with yesterday. 
He knows constant change is here today. 

He's noble enough to know what's right 
but weak enough not to choose it. 

He is wise enough to win the world 
but fool enough to lose it. 
He's a New World man. 
Learning to match the beat 
of the Old World man. 

He's learning to catch the heat 
of the Third World man. 

He's a New World man. 
He's a New World man.