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Come you masters of war<br />You that build the big guns<br />You that build the death planes<br />You that build all the bombs<br />You that hide behind walls<br />You that hide behind desks<br />I just don't want you to know<br />I can see through your masks<br /><br />You that never done nothin'<br />But build to destroy<br />You play with my world<br />Like it's your little toy<br />You put a gun in my hand<br />And you hide from my eyes<br />And you turn and run farther<br />When the fast bullets fly<br /><br />Like Judas of old<br />You lie and deceive<br />A world war can be won<br />You want me to believe<br />But I see through your eyes<br />And I see through your brain<br />Like I see through the water<br />That runs down my drain<br /><br />You fasten all the triggers<br />For the others to fire<br />Then you set back and watch<br />While the death count gets higher<br />Then you hide in your mansion<br />While the young people's blood<br />Flows out of their bodies<br />And is buried in the mud<br /><br />You've thrown the worst fear<br />That can ever be hurled<br />Fear to bring children<br />Into the world<br />For threatening my baby<br />Unborn and unnamed<br />You ain't worth the blood<br />That runs in your veins<br /><br />How much do I know<br />To talk out of turn<br />You might say that I'm young<br />You might say I'm unlearned<br />But there's one thing I know<br />Though I'm younger than you<br />Even Jesus would never<br />Forgive what you do<br /><br />Let me ask you one question<br />Is your money that good<br />Will it buy you forgiveness<br />Do you think that it could<br />I think you will find<br />When your death takes its toll<br />All the money you made<br />Will never buy back your soul<br /><br />And I hope that you die<br />And your death'll come soon<br />I will follow your casket<br />In the pale afternoon<br />And I'll watch while you're lowered<br />Down to your deathbed<br />And I'll stand o'er your grave<br />'Til I'm sure that you're dead
New song lyrics
Come you masters of war<br />You that build the big guns<br />You that build the death planes<br />You that build all the bombs<br />You that hide behind walls<br />You that hide behind desks<br />I just don't want you to know<br />I can see through your masks<br /><br />You that never done nothin'<br />But build to destroy<br />You play with my world<br />Like it's your little toy<br />You put a gun in my hand<br />And you hide from my eyes<br />And you turn and run farther<br />When the fast bullets fly<br /><br />Like Judas of old<br />You lie and deceive<br />A world war can be won<br />You want me to believe<br />But I see through your eyes<br />And I see through your brain<br />Like I see through the water<br />That runs down my drain<br /><br />You fasten all the triggers<br />For the others to fire<br />Then you set back and watch<br />While the death count gets higher<br />Then you hide in your mansion<br />While the young people's blood<br />Flows out of their bodies<br />And is buried in the mud<br /><br />You've thrown the worst fear<br />That can ever be hurled<br />Fear to bring children<br />Into the world<br />For threatening my baby<br />Unborn and unnamed<br />You ain't worth the blood<br />That runs in your veins<br /><br />How much do I know<br />To talk out of turn<br />You might say that I'm young<br />You might say I'm unlearned<br />But there's one thing I know<br />Though I'm younger than you<br />Even Jesus would never<br />Forgive what you do<br /><br />Let me ask you one question<br />Is your money that good<br />Will it buy you forgiveness<br />Do you think that it could<br />I think you will find<br />When your death takes its toll<br />All the money you made<br />Will never buy back your soul<br /><br />And I hope that you die<br />And your death'll come soon<br />I will follow your casket<br />In the pale afternoon<br />And I'll watch while you're lowered<br />Down to your deathbed<br />And I'll stand o'er your grave<br />'Til I'm sure that you're dead
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