Masters of War - Live at Wembley Stadium, London, UK - July 1984

Come you masters of war
 You that build the big guns
 You that build the death planes
 You that build the 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
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 You fasten the triggers
 For the others to fire
 Then you sit back and watch
 When the death count gets higher
 You hide 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
 Do you think that it could?
 I think you will find
 When your death takes its toll
 On your dreams, hey
 Hey, let's talk about your soul
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 And I hope that you die
 And your death will 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 over your grave
 'Til I'm sure that you're dead