Bob Dylan

For them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely.

For them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely.

Come you masters of warYou that build all the gunsYou that build the death planesYou that build the big bombsYou read more

Come you masters of warYou that build all the gunsYou that build the death planesYou that build the big bombsYou that hide behind wallsYou that hide behind desksI just want you to knowI can see through your masks

He not busy being born is busy dying.

He not busy being born is busy dying.

Praise be to Nero's Neptune
The Titanic sails at dawn
And everybody's shouting
"Which read more

Praise be to Nero's Neptune
The Titanic sails at dawn
And everybody's shouting
"Which Side Are You On?"
And Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot
Fighting in the captain's tower
While calypso singers laugh at them
And fishermen hold flowers.

Sailing round the world in a dirty gondola oh, to be back in the land of Coca-Cola!

Sailing round the world in a dirty gondola oh, to be back in the land of Coca-Cola!