Masters Of War

Am Am7 Am 
 
Am Am Am7 Am 
Come you masters of war 
Am Am Am7 Am 
You that build the big guns 
Am Am Am7 Am 
You that build the death planes 
Am Am Am7 Am 
You that build all the bombs 
Am Am Am7 Am 
You that hide behind walls 
Am Am Am7 Am 
You that hide behind desks 
Am C G F Am Am7 Am 
I just want you to know I can see through your masks 
 
And the song just continues in that vein for the rest of the 
verses: 
 
You that never have done nothin‘ but build to destroy 
You play with my world like it‘s your little toy 
You put a gun in my hand then 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‘t be won, and 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 that 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 mansions while the young people‘s blood 
Flows out of their bodies and gets buried in the mud 
 
You‘ve thrown the worst fear that can ever be hurled 
Fear to bring children into the 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, you 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 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 won‘t ever buy back your soul 
 
And I hope that you die and your death will come soon 
I‘ll follow your casket through the pale afternoon 
And I‘ll watch while you‘re lowered into your death bed 
Then I‘ll stand over your grave till I‘m sure that you‘re 
dead