Eve of Destruction
The eastern world is explodin'
Violence flarin', bullets loadin'
You're old enough to kill, not for votin'
Say you don't believe in war, so what's that gun you're totin'?
Lord, even the Jordan River has bodies floatin'
But you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
No, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction
I'm learnin' to understand what I'm tryin' to say
And can you feel the fears that I'm feelin' today?
If the buttons they are pushed, there will be no runnin' away
There'll be no one to save 'cept the world in a grave
And take a look around you, boy, ah, if it scares you, boy, ah
And tell me over and over and over again, my friend
No, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction
My blood gets so mad, feels like coagulatin'
I'm just sittin' here and contemplatin'
You know they can't twist the truth, 'cause it knows no regulation
And a handful of senators can't pass legislation
When money corrupts the value of elections
And marches and laws cannot end segregation
If human respect is disintegratin'
Lord, this whole crazy world is just too frustratin'
And you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
No, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction
I think of all the hate I hear from Red China
Take a look around to Selma, Alabama
Yeah, you might leave here for four days in space
When you return, well, it's the same old place
The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, don't you dare leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace
And tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
Don't believe we're on the eve of construction
Yes, you tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
No, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction
Violence flarin', bullets loadin'
You're old enough to kill, not for votin'
Say you don't believe in war, so what's that gun you're totin'?
Lord, even the Jordan River has bodies floatin'
But you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
No, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction
I'm learnin' to understand what I'm tryin' to say
And can you feel the fears that I'm feelin' today?
If the buttons they are pushed, there will be no runnin' away
There'll be no one to save 'cept the world in a grave
And take a look around you, boy, ah, if it scares you, boy, ah
And tell me over and over and over again, my friend
No, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction
My blood gets so mad, feels like coagulatin'
I'm just sittin' here and contemplatin'
You know they can't twist the truth, 'cause it knows no regulation
And a handful of senators can't pass legislation
When money corrupts the value of elections
And marches and laws cannot end segregation
If human respect is disintegratin'
Lord, this whole crazy world is just too frustratin'
And you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
No, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction
I think of all the hate I hear from Red China
Take a look around to Selma, Alabama
Yeah, you might leave here for four days in space
When you return, well, it's the same old place
The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, don't you dare leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace
And tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
Don't believe we're on the eve of construction
Yes, you tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
No, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction
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Writer(s): P. F. Sloan
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