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Come, you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You build all the bombs
You hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just-a you to know
I can see through your masks
You never 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
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A war can be won
You me to believe
But I see through eyes
And I see through your brain
I see the that down my drain
You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
While the death count gets higher
You in your mansion
While young people's blood
out of their bodies and is buried in the mud
You've the fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatenin' my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins
How much do I know
A-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 you
That even Jesus never you do
Let me ask you one question
Is money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness?
Do you think that it could?
An' I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made will buy back your soul
An' I hope you die
And death will come soon
I'll follow your casket
On a afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your death bed
And I'll stand over your grave I'm sure that you're dead
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You build all the bombs
You hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just-a you to know
I can see through your masks
You never 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
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A war can be won
You me to believe
But I see through eyes
And I see through your brain
I see the that down my drain
You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
While the death count gets higher
You in your mansion
While young people's blood
out of their bodies and is buried in the mud
You've the fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatenin' my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins
How much do I know
A-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 you
That even Jesus never you do
Let me ask you one question
Is money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness?
Do you think that it could?
An' I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made will buy back your soul
An' I hope you die
And death will come soon
I'll follow your casket
On a afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your death bed
And I'll stand over your grave I'm sure that you're dead
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