Story Behind The Song
This is an apocalyptic love song as our world teeters on the brink. It is also a song of protest against the billionaires and corporations controlling our lives and the planet. But, deeper down, it's basically a love song.
A big sound here, but it's just two guitars, drums, and vocals--just four tracks, no synths or keyboards. Rhythm guitar (noise guitar?) is my jumbo acoustic-electric played through a Fender Mustang amp with some tape delay & chorus. The screaming lead guitar is my '78 Guild S-60, as usual. Drums were played in real time (not programmed).
Hope you like this doomsday love song as our civilization inches toward the precipice! --Tim
| Song Length |
4:12 |
Genre |
Rock - Hard Rock, Rock - Hard Rock |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
These Evil Times
Words & music by Timothy Walsh
Can't you see?
I can't stop the virus coming in these evil times.
Baby you're on my mind.
We can't stop the waters rising in these evil times.
Baby, you're hard to find.
CHORUS: If we can't stop this world from dying
somehow, baby, I'll find you wherever you are.
Can't you see.....catastrophe?
If we can't stop the wars from raging in these evil times,
where can we hope to run?
If we can't stop the guns from spreading in these evil times,
baby we're all undone.
CHORUS: If we can't stop this world from dying
somehow, baby, I'll find you wherever you are.
Can't you see.....we're not free?
If we can't stop this earth from warming in these evil times,
where can we hope to turn?
If we can't stop the looming famine in these evil times
when will we ever learn?
CHORUS: If we can't stop this world from dying
somehow, baby, I'll find you wherever you are.
We're turning this world into a poisonous soup--chemicals lacing the earth and the air, toxins lacing our bodies, our minds, antibiotics in the rivers, lead in our blood.
If we can't stop the glaciers melting in these evil times,
this is our final cry.
If we can't stop pandemics spreading in these evil times,
this is our long goodbye.
CHORUS: If we can't stop this world from dying
somehow, baby, I'll find you wherever you are.
Can't you see.......catastrophe?
Baby, there's just no way this is going to end well--society, the planet, everything going to hell. Corporations extracting the wealth from the earth, banks extracting wealth from people, billionaires sucking the planet and people dry.....
I still love you!
I still want you!
So we'll fight, baby, we'll fight. We'll try to turn things back, but we're heading toward a cliff edge, baby--the planet, civilization, the whole shebang. But we'll press on, we'll fight, we'll try to turn things around. We'll try and we'll try, but I don't know. I just don't know....We're heading toward the cliff edge, baby, and I just don't know......
***words & music by Timothy Walsh
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