Intro: Am Am7 Am Am Am Am7 Am Come you masters of war Am Am Am7 Am You that build the big guns Am Am Am7 Am You that build the death planes Am Am Am7 Am You that build all the bombs Am Am Am7 Am You that hide behind walls Am Am Am7 Am You that hide behind desks Am C G I just want you to know F Am Am7 Am I can see through your masks Am Am Am7 Am You that never have done Am Am Am7 Am Nothinʼ but build to destroy Am Am Am7 Am You play with my world like Am Am Am7 Am Itʼs your little toy Am Am Am7 Am You put a gun in my hand Am Am Am7 Am Then you hide from my eyes Am C G Then you turn and run farther F Am Am7 Am When the fast bullets fly Am Am Am7 Am Like Judas of old Am Am Am7 Am You lie and deceive Am Am Am7 Am А world war canʼt be won, Am Am Am7 Am And you want me to believe Am Am Am7 Am But I see through your eyes Am Am Am7 Am And I see through your brain Am C G Like I see through the water F Am Am7 Am That runs down my drain Am Am Am7 Am You that fasten all the triggers Am Am Am7 Am For the others to fire Am Am Am7 Am Then you sit back and watch Am Am Am7 Am While the death count gets figher Am Am Am7 Am You hide in your mansions Am Am Am7 Am While the young peopleʼs blood Am C G Flows out of their bodies F Am Am7 Am And gets buried in the mud Am Am Am7 Am Youʼve thrown the worst fear Am Am Am7 Am That can ever be hurled Am Am Am7 Am Fear to bring children Am Am Am7 Am Into the world Am Am Am7 Am For threatening my baby, Am Am Am7 Am Unborn and unnamed Am C G You ainʼt worth the blood F Am Am7 Am That runs in your veins Am Am Am7 Am How much do I know Am Am Am7 Am To talk out of turn Am Am Am7 Am You might say that Iʼm young, Am Am Am7 Am You might say Iʼm unlearned Am Am Am7 Am But thereʼs one thing I know, Am Am Am7 Am Though Iʼm younger than you Am C G Even Jesus would never F Am Am7 Am Forgive what you do Am Am Am7 Am Let me ask you one question: Am Am Am7 Am Is your money that good? Am Am Am7 Am Will it buy you forgiveness? Am Am Am7 Am Do you think that it could? Am Am Am7 Am I think you will find Am Am Am7 Am When your death takes its toll Am C G All the money you made F Am Am7 Am Wonʼt ever buy back your soul Am Am Am7 Am And I hope that you die Am Am Am7 Am And your death will come soon Am Am Am7 Am Iʼll follow your casket Am Am Am7 Am Through the pale afternoon Am Am Am7 Am And Iʼll watch while youʼre Am Am Am7 Am Lowered into your death bed Am C G Then Iʼll stand over your grave F Am Am7 Am Till Iʼm sure that youʼre dead
