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D.O.A lyrics : "Masters Of War"

Come you masters of war
That build all the guns
That build the death planes

That build all the big bombs
That hide behind walls
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
Then you turn and run farther when the fast bullets fly


Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive

A world war can be won
Want me to believe
But I see through your eyes

Like 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 set back and watch

As the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As the young people's blood

Flows out of their bodies and is buried in the mud

Well, you've thrown the worst fear

That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into this world

For threatening 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
Might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know

Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never forgive what you do


Let me ask you a 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'll come soon
I'll follow your casket
In the pale afternoon

And 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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