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Bob Dylan - Masters Of War

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Come you masters of warYou that build all the gunsYou that build the death planesYou that build the big bombsYou that hide behind wallsYou that hide behind desksI just want you to knowI can see through your masksYou that never done nothinBut build to destroyYou play with my worldLike its your little toyYou put a gun in my handAnd you hide from my eyesAnd you turn and run fartherWhen the fast bullets flyLike judas of oldYou lie and deceiveA world war can be wonYou want me to believeBut I see through your eyesAnd I see through your brainLike I see through the waterThat runs down my drainYou fasten the triggersFor the others to fireThen you set back and watchWhen the death count gets higherYou hide in your mansionAs young peoples bloodFlows out of their bodiesAnd is buried in the mudYouve thrown the worst fearThat can ever be hurledFear to bring childrenInto the worldFor threatening my babyUnborn and unnamedYou aint worth the bloodThat runs in your veinsHow much do I knowTo talk out of turnYou might say that Im youngYou might say Im unlearnedBut theres one thing I knowThough Im younger than youEven jesus would neverForgive what you doLet me ask you one questionIs your money that goodWill it buy you forgivenessDo you think that it couldI think you will findWhen your death takes its tollAll the money you madeWill never buy back your soulAnd I hope that you dieAnd your deathll come soonI will follow your casketIn the pale afternoonAnd Ill watch while youre loweredDown to your deathbedAnd Ill stand oer your gravetil Im sure that youre dead

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