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Barry McGuire wrote Eve of Destruction in a single session in 1965. It became a number 1 hit and it made McGuire one of the classic “one hit wonders.” I recently listened to it again and I was amazed that 49 years after it was written, it rings as true today as it did in the sixties.

  • Ok, there is still “hate in Red China” but there is lots of hate in other places. Red China just has started making all the stuff we use in the whole world now. So we have to live with them.
  • You don’t go to space for four days, you go for four months, but when you return, it’s still the same old place. Except, we need Russian capsules now to get there.
  • We don’t have issues in Selma, Alabama now, but we have them in Ferguson, Missouri.
  • And we’re totin’ more guns than ever.
  • More than handfuls of senators still don’t pass legislation.

Barry McGuire probably didn’t know how visionary his song was at the time. Here he is in 2011:

Of course, if you want to hear the original version, here it is:

 

“Eve Of Destruction”

The eastern world it is exploding
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’
You’re old enough to kill but not for votin’
You don’t believe in war but whats 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
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve of destruction

Don’t you understand what I’m tryin’ to say
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

And 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 coagulating
I’m sitting 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
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
You may leave here for four days in space
But when you 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 tell me
Over and over and over and over again my friend
You don’t believe
We’re on the eve of destruction
Mmm, no, no, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve of destruction

 

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