The War of the Worlds movie - THE EVE OF THE WAR lyrics
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Music: Jeff Wayne<br>
Lyrics: Jeff Wayne<br>
Book: Doreen Wayne<br>
Premiere: 1975<br>
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JOURNALIST: No one would have believed, in the last years of the<br>
nineteenth century, that human affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds<br>
of space.<br>
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No one could have dreamed we were being scrutinized, as someone with a microscope<br>
studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. Few men even considered<br>
the possibility of life on other planets and yet, across the gulf of space, minds<br>
immeasurably superior to ours regarded this Earth with envious eyes, and slowly and<br>
surely, they drew their plans against us.<br>
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At midnight on the twelfth of August, a huge mass of luminous gas erupted from Mars<br>
and sped towards Earth. Across two hundred million miles of void, invisibly hurtling<br>
towards us, came the first of the missiles that were to bring so much calamity to Earth.<br>
As I watched, there was another jet of gas. It was another missile, starting on its way.<br>
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And that's how it was for the next ten nights. A flare, spurting out from Mars - bright<br>
green, drawing a green mist behind it - a beautiful, but somehow disturbing sight. Ogilvy,<br>
the astronomer, assured me we were in no danger. He was convinced there could be no<br>
living thing on that remote, forbidding planet.<br>
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"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one," he said.<br>
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one - but still they<br>
come!"<br>
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JOURNALIST: Then came the night the first missile approached Earth. It was thought<br>
to be an ordinary falling star, but next day there was a huge crater in the middle of the<br>
Common, and Ogilvy came to examine what lay there: a cylinder, thirty yards across,<br>
glowing hot... and with faint sounds of movement coming from within.<br>
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Suddenly the top began moving, rotating, unscrewing, and Ogilvy feared there was a<br>
man inside, trying to escape. he rushed to the cylinder, but the intense heat stopped him<br>
before he could burn himself on the metal.<br>
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"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one," he said.<br>
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one - but they still<br>
come!"<br>
"Yes, the chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one," he said.<br>
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one - but they still come!"<br>
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It seems totally incredible to me now that everyone spent that evening as<br>
though it were just like any other. From the railway station came the sound of<br>
shunting trains, ringing and rumbling, softened almost into melody by the distance. It all<br>
seemed so safe and tranquil. <br>
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