Masters of War

Lyrics

Now masters of war You build all the big guns You that build the death planes And you build the big bomb You hide behind walls And you hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks You 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 try to run farther When the fast bullets fly How much do I know To talk out of turn? You might say that I'm young You might say that I'm unlearned But there's one thing I know Though I'm younger than you That even Jesus would never Forgive what you do You fasten all the triggers For the others to fire Then you sit back and watch While the death count gets higher You stay in your mansion While the young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud Let me ask you one question Is your money that good? Will it buy you forgiveness? (oh no no) Do you think that it could? I think you will find (oh yes sir) When your death takes its toll All the money that you made Will never buy back your soul One day you will die And your death will come soon I will follow your casket (yes I will) By the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down in your deathbed I'll stand over your body Make sure that you're dead