For What It’s Worth/Mr. Soul

There's something happening here What it is ain't exactly clear There's a man with a gun over there Telling me I got to beware I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Battle lines being drawn Nobody's right if everyone's wrong People speaking their minds Getting so much resistance from behind Yeah, stop children, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down What a field-day for the heat Ten thousand people in the street Singing songs and carrying signs Mostly say, 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 Step out of line, the man come and take you away Stop, children, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down Stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down You better stop! Stop You better stop! Stop You better stop! Oh, hello Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason For the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the season Why in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasin' I'll cop out to the change, but a stranger is putting the tease on I was down on a frown when the messenger brought me a letter I was raised by the praise of a fan who said I upset her Any girl in the world could have easily known me better She said, You're strange, but don't change, and I let her In a while will the smile on my face turn to plaster? Stick around while the clown who is sick does the trick of disaster For the race of my head and my face is moving much faster Is it strange I should change? I don't know, why don't you ask her?