I can hear lots of "wise men" talking: "We all live in a peaceful land!" Certainly I know that they are wrong It's the same old jazz, the same old song I cry:
"S.O.S, save our souls Don't you believe, we're in danger"
In our schools there is hate and violence Panic sneaks through our darkened streets We must wake up now to see the truth What is wrong with this hateful youth I cry:
"S.O.S, save our souls Don't you believe, we're in danger"
Who's calling the shots Who knows now what to do We're reaching the point of no return We're close to the end Our kids cry out for help When push comes to shove, they will burn
S.O.S, I'm calling out
Who's calling the shots Who knows now what to do We're reaching the point of no return We're close to the end Our kids cry out for help When push comes to shove, they will burn
