Put down that gun, boy, you're in the line of fire   Get off that corner, you're in the line of fire      War, the order of city life   Where street signs are markers of battle lines   Here children disappear without a trace   The thrills of the treasure are poison-laced      Scream, oh, scream, mama you better run   Dream, oh, dream, brother gave up that gun      Put down that gun, boy, you're in the line of fire   Get off that corner, you're in the line of fire      Lines are drawn down every street   Where neighbors are strangers who never meet   Guns aren't friends to anyone   You don't know where the next shot is coming from      Tears, oh, tears, better not make her cry, boy   Fears, oh, fears, you're never too young to die, boy      Put down that gun, boy, you're in the line of fire   Get off that corner, you're in the line of fire   Put down that gun, boy, you're in the line of fire   Get off that corner, you're in the line of fire      Screams, oh, screams, better not make her cry, boy   Dreams, oh, dreams, never too young to die, boy      Put down that gun, boy, you're in the line of fire   Get off that corner, you're in the line of fire   Put down that gun, boy, you're in the line of fire   Get off that corner, you're in the line of fire      Put down that gun, boy, you're in the line of fire   Get off that corner, you're in the line of fire   Put down that gun, boy, you're in the line of fire