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Eve of Destruction (WMD)
Lou Adler, arrangement and additional lyrics Sonic Uke

People said, "Man, you really sounded frustrated when you were singing." Well, I was. I couldn't see the words.   [Barry McGuire]
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Eastern world, it is explodin', violence flarin', bullets loadin',

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You're old enough to kill, but not for smokin', 

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You say you're against war, but's what's that gun you're totin'?

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And in the desert there are bodies floatin'



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But you tell me, over and over and over again my friend,

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          Ah, you don't believe we were on the Eve of Destruction.



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My blood's so mad feels like coagulatin', I'm sittin' here just contemplatin'

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This whole darn world is just too frustrating, 

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     when the President's son is signing legislation

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That was written by the unchanging administration.




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Ah but you tell me, over and over and over again my friend,

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          That you believed there were Weapons of Mass Destruction.



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Think of all the hatred they preach for our nation, 

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     then take a look at what we've done to immigration

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 You can go to the UN for 'legitimation', 

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     but in the end you just make an ultimatium.

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The pounding drums, the pride and disgrace, 
    
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    you can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace,

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Hate your next door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace.



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And you tell me, over and over and over again my friend,

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          That you don't believe they were weapons of mass distraction.

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