Masters of War lyrics

by

The Staple Singers


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
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