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MASTER OF WAR
Come you masters of war
you who build the big guns
you who build the death planes
you who build all the bombs
you who hide behind the walls
you who hide behind the desks
I just want you to know
that I can see through your masks
You who have never done anything
except build to destroy
you play with my world
as if it were your little toy
you put a gun in my hand
and you hide from my eyes
and you turn and run away
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
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Bob DylanThe Freewheelin' Bob Dylan
Album - 27 may 1963

A predictable and banal album for any music enthusiast, but I can’t resist the temptation to add it to the database under my name. puntiniCAZpuntini
Track 03 - Masters of War