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I always liked that one by Barry McGuire, written about the Cold War. Hey everybody, this is my first post here. I would have started a thread to introduce myself, but I have to have a few postings first, I guess. Well, I'm probably a little younger than most of you (17), but I have a ton of animosity towards the Thief-in-Chief and the rest of the current administration. I despise most righties, so do I fit the criteria? Anyway, here's the lyrics:
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'? 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 with 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 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 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 dead, 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 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
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