Letra

Man thinks 'cause he rules the Earth, he can do with it as he please And if things don't change soon, he will Oh, man has invented his doom First step was touching the moon Now, there's a woman on my block She just sit there as the night grows still She say who, gonna take away his license to kill? Now, they take him, and they teach him, and they groom him for life And they set him, on a path where he's bound to get ill Then they bury him with stars Sell his body like they do used cars Now, there's a woman on my block She just sit there facin' the hill She say who gonna take away his license to kill? Now he's hell-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill And all he believes are his eyes And his eyes, they just tell him lies But there's a woman on my block Sitting there in a cold chill She say who gonna take away his license to kill? Even noisemaker, spirit maker Heartbreaker, backbreaker Leave no stone unturned May be an actor in a plot That might be all that you got 'Til your error you clearly learn Now he worships at an altar, of a stagnant pool And when he sees his reflection, he's fulfilled Oh, man is opposed to fair play He wants it all and he wants it his way Now, there's a woman on my block She just sit there as the night grows still She say who wanna take away his license to kill?
Writer(s): Robert Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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