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Masters Of War

Bob Dylan

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1. Come you masters of war  
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   You that build all the guns  
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   You that build the death planes  
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   You that build the big bombs  
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   You that hide behind walls  
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   You that hide behind desks  
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   I just want you to know
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   I can see through your masks   

2. You that never done nothin`
   But build to destroy
   You play with my world
   Like it`s your little toy
   You put a gun in my hand
   And you hide from my eyes
   And you turn and run farther
   When the fast bullets fly

3. Like Judas of old
   You lie and deceive
   A world war can be won
   You want me to believe
   But I see through your eyes
   And I see through your brain
   Like I see through the water
   That runs down my drain

4. You fasten the triggers
   For the others to fire
   Then you sit back and watch
   When the death count gets higher
   You hide in your mansion
   As young people`s blood
   Flows out of their bodies
   And is buried in the mud

5. You`ve thrown the worst fear
   That can ever be hurled
   Fear to bring children
   Into the world
   For threatening my baby
   Unborn and unnamed
   You ain`t worth the blood
   That runs in your veins

6. How much do I know
   To talk out of turn
   You might say that I`m young
   You might say I`m unlearned
   But there`s one thing I know
   Though I`m younger than you
   Even Jesus would never
   Forgive what you do

7. Let me ask you one question
   Is your money that good
   Will it buy you forgivness
   Do you think that it could
   I think you will find
   When your death takes its toll
   All the money you made
   Will never buy back your soul

8. And I hope that you die
   And your death`ll come soon
   I will follow the casket
   In the pale afternoon
   And I`ll watch while you`re lowered
   Down to your deathbed
   And I`ll stand o`er your grave
   `Till I`m sure that you`re dead

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