The Year 2000

What will this old world be like In the year two thousand How old do you think you'll be In the year two thousand Will there still, still be wars I hope and pray They will cease to be Look at the time We've wanted This is one of the things That's got the world In such a mess What will this old world be like In the year two thousand How old do you think you'll be In the year two thousand Will people still Still be starving to death I know there's enough Food here for every man Woman, boy and girl Will there be the save Kind of people Who call themselves Rulers of the world What will this old world be like In the year two thousand How old do you think you'll be In the year two thousand.