Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Masters of War - Bob Dylan

To all those who have contributed to the plundering and to the devastation of this world!

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

You that never done nothin'
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 turn and run farther
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
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is 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
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

Copyright © 1963; renewed 1991 Special Rider Music

6 Comments:

Blogger EuroYank said...

Oh you Satan of the West
Oh you defender of the East
Is the War the Test
It is Our Land
It is Your Land
It is Our Life
Your Life be Damned
You who Trade in Gold
We who Live as God has Told
You who Bomb and Starve
We who die in Numbers untold
This struggle will someday End
For You trade in Gold
and yet We have our Soul
Your Gold will run Away
But our Soul is here to Stay!

1:51 PM  
Blogger melinda said...

pertinent words indeed.

iro iro (-about- lots of things) kangaesaserareru (makes one think).

12:29 AM  
Blogger Shaman Dandulla said...

iro iro kangaesaserareru, especially, about la stupidita e l’arroganza ( the studity and the arrogance) di alcune nazioni (of some nations) Melinda…

8:06 AM  
Blogger Shaman Dandulla said...

Well said Euro!!!!

6:35 PM  
Blogger Leon said...

Like the song.

12:51 AM  
Blogger melinda said...

I know, I know, and about the corruption, about the loss of life and dignity, and illegal actions taken by the Bush administration every day without the consent of the American people. Like I said, iro iro...

6:48 AM  

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