“Masters Of War (The Avener Rework)”
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all 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
And I hope that you die
And your death will come soon
I’ll follow your casket
On a pale afternoon
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
About Bob Dylan Lyrics
Artist: Bob Dylan
Related songs: Marchin’ To The City Lyrics
Born: May 24, 1941 (age 81 years), Duluth, Minnesota, United States
Hall of fame inductions: 1982, 1988, 2002
Organizations founded: Traveling Wilburys, Alexandria-Monroe Jr/Sr. High School, Royal Potato Family
Grandchildren: Levi Dylan, Pablo Dylan, Feury Mae, William Dylan, James Dylan, Jonah Dylan
Grandparents: Zigman Zimmerman, Anna Zimmerman, Benjamin Edelstein, Lybba Edelstein
Nephew: Luke Zimmerman