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Eve of Destruction

13 Gen

Grandissima canzone di quasi cinquant’anni fa ma incredibilmente attuale (anche se in senso figurato).

 

The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flarin, bullets loadin
Youre old enough to kill, but not for votin
You dont believe in war, but whats that gun youre totin
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you dont believe
Were on the eve
of destruction.

Dont you understand what Im tryin to say
Cant you feel the fears Im feelin today?
If the button is pushed, theres no runnin away
Therell be no one to save, with the world in a grave
[Take a look around ya boy, it’s bound to scare ya boy]

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you dont believe
Were on the eve
of destruction.

Yeah, my bloods so mad feels like coagulatin
Im sitting here just contemplatin
I cant twist the truth, it knows no regulation.
Handful of senators dont pass legislation
And marches alone cant 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 dont believe
Were on the eve
of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for 4 days in space
But when you return, its the same old place
The poundin of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but dont leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but dont forget to say grace
And tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
You dont believe
Were on the eve
Of destruction
Mm, no no, you dont believe
Were on the eve
of destruction.

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