| Stop the Bullets (1981) The city streets are empty The damage has been done No one will find the body 'Til the morning sun The gunman did his job He sent some bullets flying He took what he could rob And he left his victim lying Funerals are being held each day For those who were gunned down People are being lowered away Deep into the ground Mothers, wives and friends Are disbelievingly crying And there praying that there's an end To all the bullets flying Some huge organization Keeps pressuring Congress So they ignore the demonstrations And they ignore the mess Our leaders are falling And innocent people are dying But still they won't listen to us calling To stop the bullets from flying Some people are filled with fear So they stay inside their homes And they yell and swear Or they buy a gun of their own But just listen to my plea As I sit here sighing Won't you help me Stop the bullets from flying |