And the prize of the victory will belong to the bold
From the rooftops they are aimin' at the police on the beat
And you can't stand around when the ice is growing thin
Now the mobs of anger are roamin' the street
For these are the days of decision
You can do what's right or you can do what you are told
But with each passing day, boys, the cost is more dear
When the paths they are plain and the choices are clear
For these are the days of decision
For these are the days of decision
But they'd better decide 'cause they're runnin' out of time
And the fingers of the fire are pointing as they bite
For these are the days of decision
There's been warnin's of fire, warnin's of flood
Oh, the games of stalling you cannot afford
And in city after city you know they will repeat
For these are the days of decision
Dark is the danger that's knocking on the door
I've seen your heads hinding 'neath the blankets of fear
Sayin' these are the days of decision
From the three bodies buried in the Mississippi mud
In the face of the people who know they're gonna win
For these are the days of decision
Now there's the warnin' of the bullet and the blood
There's many a cross that burns in the night
And the far reaching rockets say you can't wait anymore
There's a strength that's greater than the power of the wind
There's a change in the wind and a split in the road
Oh, you can't let the smoke keep on blinding all your sight
