Don McLean

Don McLean - Masters Of War lyrics

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

You that never done nothing
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 buid to 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

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into this world
You threatened my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

And I hope that you die
And your death come soon
Now I follow your coffin
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Into your deathbed
And I'll stand by your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
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Author: Bob Dylan

Composer: Bob Dylan

Publisher: United Artists Music And Records Group, Inc., Don McLean

Details:

Released in: 1974

Language: English

Appearing on: Solo (Live) (1976)

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