'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,
but you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
ah, you don't believe we're on the ......'
---Barry McGuire, 1967 [lyrics by P.F. Sloan]
'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,
and you tell me over and over....'