Eve Of Destruction II
No one believed we were on the Eve of Destruction in the 60s. What are the chances they'll believe it now? The more things chage...
"Eve Of Destruction II"
The western coast, it is erodin’
Grievance airin’, norms imposin’
Your salary is high, from all that codin’
Enlightened to the core, so why’s debate verboten?
We’d rather a cancellation than honest votin’
But you text me
Links to a TikTok and Snapchat and YouTube clip
‘Cause you’d still prefer,
Some quick allure and seduction
Kleptocrats emerge from each election day,
Sipping their champagne and their cabernet,
In an oligarch’s world, there’s no piper to pay
Just some shells owned by knaves, as their largesse depraves
From their native equipoise, with yachts and other toys
And you text me
Copying LinkedIn and Facebook to tell your “friends”
How you’re not deceived
We’re all bereaved by corruption
Russian bots diffuse debased disinformation,
Bezos and Musk buy aggregation
Meta wants your thoughts, and toothless regulation
While octogenarians debate procreation
As folks in Ukraine endure devastation
Suburbanites whine about the inflation
And satirists spout their exasperation
And you tweet me
Warn me and scold me and caution me, “don’t offend”
That the woke are peeved,
We’re all aggrieved by obstruction
The bloodshed in Darfur, the Uiguhrs in China
Producing goods for cheap to sell in Alabama
While DC prepares to gin up each base
We’re re-writing rhymes ‘bout the same sad place
The suffering ignored, the risks we efface,
Feel the tribal despair, the absence of grace,
Insult half the country, but say it with a straight face
And you tell me,
Posters and poseurs and donors and voters and friends, again,
We’ve all been screened, we’re on the eve of disruption
No no, there’s no reprieve, we’re not redeemed from destruction
Written By: "Weird Ev" Coopersmith & AE Studio
"Eve Of Destruction"
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'?
And even the Jordan river has bodies floatin'
But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
How 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 I'm feeling 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
And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
How 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
And marches alone can't 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
How you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction
And 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 old place
The poundin' of the 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
And you 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
Written By: Barry McGuire, 1965
