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To: Gut Trader who wrote (106)	2/18/2003 11:09:49 PM
From: 10K a day	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 186

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To: Gut Trader who wrote (106)	2/21/2003 9:56:54 PM
From: Eashoa' M'sheekha	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 186

Eve Of Destruction<GGG> By : Barry McGuire 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 I'm feelin' today If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away There'll be no one to save With the whole 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 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 But 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 destruction