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There's somethin' happenin' here. |
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What it is ain't exactly clear. |
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There's a man with a gun over there |
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A-tellin' me |
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I've got to beware. |
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I think it's time we stop. |
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Children, what's that sound? |
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Everybody look what's goin' down. |
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There's battle lines bein' drawn. |
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Nobody's right if everybody's wrong. |
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Young people speakin' their minds |
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A-gettin' so much resistance from behind. |
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I think it's time we stop. |
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Hey, what's that sound? |
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Everybody look what's goin' down. |
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What a field day for the heat. |
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A thousand people in the street |
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Singin' songs and a-carryin' signs |
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Mostly sayin' hooray for our side. |
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It's time we stop. |
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Hey, what's that sound? |
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Everybody look what's goin' down. |
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Paranoia strikes deep. |
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Into your life it will creep. |
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It starts when you're always afraid. |
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Step out of line, the |
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MAN come and take you away. |
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You better stop. |
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Hey, what's that sound? |
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Everybody look what's goin'.. |
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You better stop. |
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Hey, what's that sound? |
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Everybody look what's goin'.. |
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You better stop. |
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Now, what's that sound? |
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Everybody look what's goin'.. |
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You better stop. |
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Children, what's that sound? |
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Everybody look what's goin' |
