Eve Of Destruction

Lyrics: P F Sloan
Music: P F Sloan

Sung by Ross James with Phil Lesh & Friends in 2017.

The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flaring, bullets loading
You're old enough to kill but not for voting
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
You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction

Don't you understand, what I'm trying to say
And can't you feel the fears 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 you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy
And you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction

Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulating
I'm sitting here, just contemplating
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 disintegrating
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin
And you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
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 your return, it's the same old place
The pounding 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, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction