Marvin Gaye 'Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology)' 1971

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"Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology)" is the second single from Marvin Gaye's 1971 album, What's Going On. Following the breakthrough of the title track's success, the song, written solely by Gaye, became regarded as one of popular music's most poignant anthems of sorrow regarding the environment. Led by Gaye playing piano, strings conducted by Paul Riser and David Van De Pitte, multi-tracking vocals from Gaye and The Andantes, multiple background instruments provided by The Funk Brothers and a leading sax solo by Wild Bill Moore, the song rose to number 4 on Billboard's Pop Singles chart and number one for two weeks on the R&B Singles charts on August 14 through to August 27, 1971.

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Mercy, mercy me
Things ain't what they used to be, no no
Where did all the blue skies go?
Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east

[Verse 2]
Mercy, mercy me
Things ain't what they used to be, no no
Oil wasted on the ocean and upon our seas
Fish full of mercury

[Verse 3]
Mercy, mercy me
Things ain't what they used to be, no no
Radiation under ground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live nearby are dying

[Verse 4]
Mercy, mercy me
Things ain't what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land
How much more abuse from man can she stand?
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Still my favorite song of all time… he set the bar for statement songs. And that smooth delivery… THE BEST!

sallysue
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More relevant than ever; loved him and cried when he died. We need a voice like this for our times IMHO

punkynsnow
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English being my 2nd language, I was taken more by the rhythm and charm of Marvin Gaye's music,
not realizing the message for all those years. Thanks for rousing my senses by providing the lyrics!

mmbmbmbmb
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And we thought things were so bad did we know what was coming. And it's gonna keep deteriorating.

simon
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Io ho sempre amato le sue canzoni, era già tutto previsto, forse anche la morte, troppo gioia, dolore, guai a non finire, amato quasi mai e questo fa' male a lui troppo!

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