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Related: Culture Forums, Support ForumsMasters of War/Bob Dylan
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Bob Dylan
Come, you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the 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 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 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 fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
While the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
While the young peoples' blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst 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
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
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness?
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
And I hope that you die
And your death will come soon
I'll follow your casket
On a pale afternoon
I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
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Masters of War/Bob Dylan (Original Post)
cbabe
14 hrs ago
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FullySupportDems
(451 posts)1. Spread it far and wide
Traildogbob
(13,046 posts)2. It seems precisely
Written directly to Trump, HagueSeth Rubio, Graham and the GQP War mongers drooling over blood flowing for their bank accounts. From decades Ago.
Play the song on a loop all day.
Every drop of spilled blood is cash in their eyes.
SuzyandPuffpuff
(557 posts)3. Ty
Wow... pretty much sums it up...thx for sharing
Mad_Dem_X
(10,199 posts)4. Such a magnificent song.
"All the money you made will never buy back your soul."