I’ve learned to hate the Russians
All through my whole life.
If another war comes,
It’s them we must fight.
To hate them and fear them,
To run and to hide,
And accept it all bravely
With God on our side.
But now we got weapons
Of chemical dust.
If fire them we’re forced to,
Then fire them we must.
One push of the button,
And a shot the world wide,
And you never ask questions
With God on your side.
So now as I’m leavin’,
I’m weary as hell.
The confusion I’m feelin’
Ain’t no tongue can tell.
The words fill my head
And they fall to the floor
That if God’s on our side
He’ll stop the next war.
– Bob Dylan