Songtexte License to Kill (Live) - Bob Dylan

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 facin' the hill
She say who'll 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 in stars
Sell his body like they do used cars

But there's a woman on my block
She just sit there facin' the hill
She say who'll take away his license to kill?

Well, he's hell-bent for destruction
He's afraid and confused
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill

All he believes are his eyes
And his eyes, they just tell him lies

But there's a woman on my block
She just sit there facin' the hill
She say who'll take away his license to kill?

You may be a 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

Man is opposed to fair play
He wants it all and he wants it his way

But there's a woman on my block
She just sit there facin' the hill
She say who'll take away his license to kill?

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