As for the help you called for
Nobody seemed to answer
The difference in man is no more
Than being a priest or dancer

You really don't know what they're after
They cling to the things that they see best
And drown in their tears of their laughter
If you see fit to fight
Whether you're black or white
How many hope to keep the devil outside
How many hope to keep the devil outside
You've been given your name and your number
Right from when you were a baby
I look at the earth and I wonder
What have they done to her lately
If you see fit to fight
Whether you're black or white
How many hope to keep the devil outside
How many hope to keep the devil outside
Love dies hard
You will never hear me say
That the world will not
See a better day
See a better day
If you see fit to hide
The stakes of the men that died
How many hope to keep the devil outside
How many hope to keep the devil outside
If you see fit to fight
Whether you're black or white
How many hope to keep the devil outside
How many hope to keep the devil outside