Just take it nice and easy,nDon't go looking for a fight,nThere's talk of revolution,nAnd they're out in force tonight.nnAnd down on the street,nWhere the whole city's,nTurning out, singin we'll overcome,nThey're met by the ranks,nOf soldiers in tanks,nWho'll send them back to Kingdom Come.nnCause a pawn don't know he's a pawn,nOr he'd draw a line in the sand,nBut when he's got his finger on that trigger,nA man don't know he's a man...nHe don't know he's a man...nnSo we celebrate in silence,nEvery moment our hearts still beat,nAnd we wear the weight of violence,nThat's generations deep.nnAnd sleep, it comes slowly,nWhen the whole city's glowing,nLike a fire on the sun,nAnd though the whole world is sinking,nThere's some fools still thinking,nThere's peace at the end of a gun.nnA pawn don't know he's a pawn,nOr he'd draw a line in the sand,nBut when he's got his finger on that trigger,nA man don't know he's a man...nHe don't know he's a man...nnA pawn don't know he's a pawn,nOr he'd draw a line in the sand,nBut when he's got his finger on that trigger,nA man don't know he's a man...nHe don't know he's a man...