When the dollar made with blood is spent
When an enemy can't become a friend
When the better man won't lend a hand
Baby, this is how the world will end
When a day of hope is a rarity
Or a diplomat hasn't time to see
That a child lost is a true offense
Baby, this is how the world will end
Bring a chair up to the table
Bring a message to the crowd
Where's a common trust to deliver us
From the wretched and the proud?
Sing a tune about the promise
Speak on that which we depend
And if a certain light don't shine again
Baby, this is how the world will end
When the poorest kid is fending for himself
Or the widow cries but she gets no help
When we know what's true, but we still pretend
Baby, this is how the world will end
Bring a chair up to the table
Bring a message to the crowd
Where's a common trust to deliver us
From the wretched and the proud?
Sing a tune about the promise
Speak on that which we depend
Now let that certain light come shinin' then
Baby, we could change the world again
But if that certain light don't shine again
Baby, this is how the world will end
