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Public Enemy

Eve Of Destruction

 

Eve Of Destruction

(album: How You Sell Soul To A Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul? - 2007)


The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flaring and bullets loading
You're old enough to kill, but not for voting
And that Jordan River has bodies floating

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

Don't you understand what I'm trying to say
Can't you feel the fears that I'm feeling today?
If the button is pushed there's no running away
There'll be no one to save with the world in a grave
Take a look around ya boy, it's bound to scare ya boy

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

My blood's so mad, it feels like coagulating
I'm sitting here just contemplating
You can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation
And a handful of senators can't pass legislation
And marches alone can't bring integration
When human respect is disintegrating
Now this whole crazy world is just too frustrating

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction
[?]

People I hate, that's understood
It will make stuff hard to under
Was feeling blooded to human race
If you win your war it's the same old place

The pounding drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace

But tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve of

But tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction
You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction
Yeah, you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

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