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AmCome you masters Amof Am7war, you tAmhat build the big guns Am7 Am
AmYou that build the deathAm plAm7anesAm, you that build all the bombs Am7 Am
AmYou that hide behind waAmllsAm7, yoAmu that hide behind desks Am7 Am
AmI just Cwant you to Gknow I can Fsee through your Ammasks Am7 Am
AmYou that never haAmve Am7done nAmothin' but build to destroy Am7 Am
AmYou play AmwitAm7h myAm world like it's your liAm7ttleAm toy
AmYou put a gun in Ammy Am7handAm then you hide from my eyes Am7 Am
AmThen yoCu turn and rGun farther Fwhen the fast bulAmlets flAm7y Am
AmLike JuAmdasAm7 of Amold you lie and Am7deceAmive
AmA world war can'tAm beAm7 wonAm, and you want me to believe Am7 Am
AmBut I see through yAmourAm7 eyeAms and I see through your brain Am7 Am
AmLike I Csee through Gthe water tFhat runs down my Amdrain Am7 Am
AmYou that fasten aAmll Am7the Amtriggers for the others to Am7fireAm
AmThen you sit back aAmnd Am7watcAmh while the death count gets higher Am7 Am
AmYou hide in your maAmnsiAm7ons Amwhile the young people's blood Am7 Am
AmFlows oCut of theiGr bodies Fand gets buriedAm in theAm7 mudAm
AmYou've thrown theAm woAm7rst Amfear that can ever be hurled Am7 Am
AmFear tAmo bAm7ringAm children into theAm7 worAmld
AmFor threateAmninAm7g myAm baby, unborn and unnamedAm7 Am
AmYou ainC't wortGh the bloodF that runs iAmn your Am7veinAms
AmHow muchAm doAm7 I kAmnow to talk out of tAm7urn Am
AmYou might say thaAmt IAm7'm yAmoung, you might say I'm unlearned Am7 Am
AmBut there's one tAmhinAm7g I Amknow, though I'm younger than you Am7 Am
AmEven JeCsus woulGd never Fforgive whaAmt you dAm7o Am
AmLet me ask you onAme qAm7uestAmion: is your money that good? Am7 Am
AmWill it buy you fAmorgAm7ivenAmess? Do you think that it couAm7ld? Am
AmI think you will AmfinAm7d whAmen your death takes its toAm7ll Am
AmAll theC money you mGade won't eFver buy back yourAm soul Am7 Am
AmAnd I hope that yAmou Am7die Amand your death will come soon Am7 Am
AmI'll follow yAmourAm7 casAmket through the pale afterAm7noonAm
AmAnd I'll watch whAmileAm7 youAm're lowered into your death bed Am7 Am
AmThen I'Cll stand over Gyour grave tFill I'm sure that yoAmu're deAm7ad Am
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