Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching There's just no place for a street fighting man You'll be dead before your time is due know I'm walking cheetah with heart full napalm runaway son nuclear A-bomb All we are saying give peace chance chanceYou're old enough to kill but not votin' You don't believe in war what's that gun you're totin'?Make grave unknown soldier Nestled hollow shoulderThe heaviest past two weeks Continued today twenty-five miles northwest Saigon