|
Edited on Mon Jul-14-03 07:21 PM by JanMichael
You know, you get chills reading them, or hearing them performed.
All three the result of War...
What's Going On (Al Cleveland/Marvin Gaye/Renaldo Benson)
Mother, mother There's too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother There's far too many of you dying You know we've got to find a way To bring some lovin' here today - Ya
Father, father We don't need to escalate You see, war is not the answer For only love can conquer hate You know we've got to find a way To bring some lovin' here today
Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality Talk to me, so you can see Oh, what's going on What's going on Ya, what's going on Ah, what's going on
In the mean time Right on, baby Right on Right on
Father, father, everybody thinks we're wrong Oh, but who are they to judge us Simply because our hair is long Oh, you know we've got to find a way To bring some understanding here today Oh
Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality Talk to me So you can see What's going on Ya, what's going on Tell me what's going on I'll tell you what's going on - Uh Right on baby Right on baby ===================================
Various Artists (Original Caste?) One Tin Soldier
Listen children to a story that was written long ago 'bout a kindom on a mountain and the valley folk below on the mountain was a treasure buried deep beneath a stone and the valley people swore they'd have it for their very own
CHORUS: go ahead and hate your neighbor go ahead and cheat a friend do it in the name of heaven you could justify it in the end There won't be any trumpets blowing come the judgment day on the bloody morning after One tin soldier rides away
So the people of the valley sent a message up the hill, asking for the buried treasure, tons of gold for which they'd kill. Came an answer from the kingdom "with our brothers we will share. All the secrets of our mountain, all the riches buried there."
Now the valley cried with anger,"mount your horses, draw your swords" And they killed the mountain people, so they won their just reward. Now they stood beside the treasure, on the mountain dark and red. Turned the stone and looks beneath it; PEACE ON EARTH was all it said.
CHORUS
REPEAT ======================================
Barry McGuire Eve of destruction
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'? An' 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, An' 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, will the world in a grave. Take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy. An' you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend, Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
Yeak, 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, An' marches alone can't bring integration When human respect is disintegratin', This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'. An' 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 you return it's the same ol' place, The poundin' of the drums, the pride an' disgrace. You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace. Hate your next-door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace, An' tell me, 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 destruction.
|