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
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to say
And can't you feel the fears that I'm feelin' 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 ya boy, it's bound to scare ya 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

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for 4 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 tell me
Over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction

Ah, no no, you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction