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EVE OF DESTRUCTION.

I do not think being a victim of the system, but there are days when I feel a great discomfort with the system of certain firms and the behavior of my government, and I think that injustice in our country grows and grows and as citizens do nothing to change this country run by shit.
A song that makes me feel rebellious and think that Che Guevara is a girl who hates homosexuals, do yourself a favor and sing them fucking everything that gives his humanity and feel that makes a difference:



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, 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,
Ah, 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 that 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,
Ah, 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,
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!
Ah, you may leave here, for four days in space, But
When your return, it's the same old place,
The poundin 'of the drums, the pride and disgrace,
You bury your dead dog, but Do not leave a trace,
Hate your next-door -neighbor, but Do not forget to say grace,
And you tell me over and over and over and over again my friend,
don't you believe we're on the eve of destruction.
don't you believe we're on the eve of destruction.

if you sang to everything you give, I congratulate you, if not: you're a fag.