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Faultline

de The Pretty Things

Eastern world it is exploding
The violence flarin', bullets reloadin'
You're old enough to kill but not for votin'
You don't believe in war, but what's that gun you're toting
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin'

And you tell me
Over and over and over again my friend
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 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 you boy
It's bound to scare you boy
When the human respect is disintegrating
And the whole crazy world is just too frustrating

And you tell me
Over and over and over again my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction.
Ah you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction.
Oh no!

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
Oh you might leave here for four days in space
But when you return it's the same old place
The pounding of the drum, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead but don't leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbour but don't forget to say grace

And you tell me
Over and over and over again my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction.

And you can tell me
Over and over and over again my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction.

You say you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction.
You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction.

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