Eve of Destruction Lyrics
von Barry Mcguire

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Dieser Songtext thematisiert die schwere Situation in der Welt, in der Gewalt und Krieg grassieren. Er beinhaltet viele Beispiele für die Ungerechtigkeit in der Welt, wie die Unfähigkeit der Regierung, Gesetze zu verabschieden, die Rassentrennung in den USA, den Krieg in China und Gewalt und Hass, der zu einer zerstörerischen Atmosphäre beiträgt. Der Sänger drängt die Menschen, vor allem seine Freunde, den Ernst der Lage zu erkennen und auf diesen "Eve of Destruction" vorzubereiten.

The Eastern world, it is explodin',
Violence flarin', bullets loadin'.
(50094)[You're old enough to kill, but not for votin',](50094)
You don't believe in war -- but what's that gun you're totin'?
An' 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,
An' 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, will the world in a grave.
Take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy.
An' you tell me, over and over and over, my friend,
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Yeak, 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,
An' marches alone can't bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin',
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'.
An' you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend,
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

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 ol' place,
The poundin' of the drums, the pride an' disgrace.
You can bury your dad, but don't leave a trace.
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace,
An' 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.

Writer(s): P. F. Sloan
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