the eastern world it is explodin’
violence flarin’ bullets loadin’
you’re old enough to kill but not for votin’
you don’t believe in war but what’s that gun you’re totin’
and even the jordan river has bodies floatin’
but you tell me over and over and over again my friend
ah you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction
don’t you understand what i’m tryin’ to say
and can’t you feel the fears i’m feelin’ today
if the button is pushed there’s no runnin’ away
there’ll be no one to save with the world in a grave
take a look around you boy it’s bound to scare you boy
and you tell me over and over and over again my friend
ah you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction
yeah my blood’s so mad feels like coagulatin’
i’m sittin’ here just contemplatin’
i can’t twist the truth it knows no regulation
handful of senators don’t pass legislation
and marches alone can’t bring integration
when human respect is disintegratin’
this whole crazy world is just too frustratin’
and you tell me over and over and over again my friend
ah you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction
4
think of all the hate there is in red china
then take a look around to selma alabama
ah you may leave here for four days in space
but when you return it’s the same old place
the poundin’ of the drums the pride and disgrace
you can bury your dead but don’t leave a trace
hate your nextdoor neighbor but don’t forget to say grace
and tell me over and over and over and over again my friend
you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction
no no you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction
Artist: Barry Mcguire
Year: 1965
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 142