About the song
Barry McGuire’s “Eve of Destruction” is a timeless anthem of the 1960s, capturing the spirit of an era marked by social upheaval and political turmoil. Released in 1965 during the height of the Vietnam War and the civil rights movement in the United States, the song struck a chord with listeners for its powerful lyrics and McGuire’s emotive delivery.
Written by P.F. Sloan, “Eve of Destruction” was included in Barry McGuire’s album of the same name. The song quickly climbed the charts, reaching the number one spot on the Billboard Hot 100 in September 1965. Its success was unprecedented, especially given its controversial lyrics that addressed issues such as war, inequality, and environmental concerns. At its core, “Eve of Destruction” challenged the status quo and served as a rallying cry for a generation disillusioned with societal norms and political decisions.
Barry McGuire’s rendition of the song became iconic, resonating not only in the United States but also internationally. Its impact was felt beyond music charts, sparking debates and discussions about the role of artists in addressing social issues. The song’s provocative nature led to both acclaim and criticism, reflecting the polarizing atmosphere of the 1960s.
Over the years, “Eve of Destruction” has been covered by various artists and remains relevant in discussions about protest music and the cultural legacy of the 1960s. Its enduring appeal lies in its ability to capture the frustrations and aspirations of a turbulent time, making it a poignant reminder of the power of music to inspire change and provoke thought.
Barry McGuire’s rendition of “Eve of Destruction” stands as a testament to the impact of folk rock music in shaping cultural consciousness and challenging the status quo during a pivotal period in history.
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Lyrics
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 destructio