Come you masters of war, You that build all the guns, You that build the death planes, You that build the big bombs, You that hide behind walls, You that hide behind desks, I just want you to know, I can see through your masks
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Let me ask you one questionIs your money that goodWill it buy you forgivenessDo you think that it couldI think you will findWhen your death takes its tollAll the money you madeWill never buy back your soul
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I got into the driver's seat and drove down 42nd Street in my Cadillac. Good car to drive after a war.
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The words fill my head, and fall to the floor, that if God's on our side, he'll stop the next war.
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Of war and peace the truth just twist, its curfew gull it glides.
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