Letra

Eastern world it is exp loding Violent flares and bullets loading You're old enough to kill but not for voting You don't believe in war but what's that gun your to ting? And even the Jordan river has bodies floating And you tell me over and over and over again my friend You don't believe were on the eve of destruction Well look at all the hate there is in Red China Take a look around at Selma Alabama You may leave here for four days in space When you return it's that same old place Love your next door neighbor but don't forget to say grace And you tell me over and over and over again my friend You don't believe were on the eve of destruction You don't believe were on the eve of destruction You don't believe were on the eve of destruction
Writer(s): P. F. Sloan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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