THIRD WORLD RADIO – Words & Music by Mitch Hale Been living on your streets, with nothing to eat just a hustler, buskin’ busted beats I "got lost" when I crossed your border I’m one of "that horde" assured to arrive… Though I am broke in this broken place I've got a microphone shoved in my face I pirated from a pirate radio station You'd better listen to me, ‘cause I’m going live…. Hola! Hello! Is anybody home? Can you hear me through the static all the way to Mexico? (Hola-Hello) Tune into Third World Radio! Are my Mama and Poppa home? You know, I’m calling out to their village from this border barrio… (Hola-Hello) I’m on Third World Radio, Mama! Third World Radio! Third World Radio! I made it, I'm on Third World Radio! And with my Mayan, Papaya, Hispanic History I've never lived in the lap of luxury So what is the message I’m dying to say? Hey! My life and yours are like night and day! Yeah! And you know my sister – She cleans your furniture But you won’t let her children learn at your public schools in the U.S.A. And you all think that’s A-OK? Hola! Hello!! There’s no one home! How can you SOBs hear me on your SUV’s Satellite Stereo (Hola-Hello) When I only own a Third World Radio? In your world of iPads and iPhones… I’m calling out through your barriers that bar me so! On just a Third World Radio… And as my cousin chops down his Amazon trees Will it impact on your Purple Mountain Majesties? Don’t avoid the vision of our huddled masses in the visor of your Border Patrol as he passes… Hunger pangs and anger pains lead to illegal immigration and nations at war… Will we ever see everyone living free, united, from sea to shining shore? (sure!) Through space and time, my words are now traveling Expanding through the Universe, unraveling From this third world, whirling ‘round a star That harbors life that hinders love… I’m radiating out about the state our Fate is in And, like me, you’ll be only an "Alien" When you stop into see the prejudice that we all must join together to rise above… Hola! Hello! Am I all alone? Can you hear me past Mars and all the stars in Leo and Scorpio? (Hola-Hello) It's Third World Radio Can anyone come save our souls? ‘cause, I’m calling out like some message to the Heavens Hola! Hello! Don't go signing off on Third World Radio…

THIS ALBUM RECORDED IN SANTA FE, NM WHILE STUDYING FLAMENCO GUITAR AND MUSIC. THE ALBUM IS COMPRISED OF BACKING TRACKS TO SONGS THAT WILL EVENTUALLY INCLUDE LYRICS AND VOCALS AT A LATER TIME. PLEASE CLICK ON EACH SONG'S TITLE TO NAVIGATE TO EACH SONG'S PAGE TO VIEW SONG ART AND LYRICS. PLEASE CLICK ON EACH SONG'S TITLE TO NAVIGATE TO EACH SONG'S PAGE TO VIEW SONG ART, VIDEOS, STORIES, LYRICS AND MERCH. THEN PLEASE CLICK ON THE TOP BANNER TO NAVIGATE BACK TO THIS MAIN PAGE TO VIEW ALL SONGS. All Music/Recordings written, performed, produced by Mitchell Hale ©℗ Copyright 2014 All rights reserved worldwide.