Songwriter: Stephen Stills
Producer: Herb Alpert Sergio Mendes
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I've got to beware
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down
There's battle lines being drawn
And nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
And getting so much resistance from behind
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
What a field day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly saying hooray for our side
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man comes
And he'll take you away
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I've got to beware
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down
There's battle lines being drawn
And nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
And getting so much resistance from behind
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
What a field day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly saying hooray for our side
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man comes
And he'll take you away
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down