I was probably 13 or so when I bought a "Freewheelin Bob Dylan" cassette out of a bargain bin for maybe a dollar. I thought then, and think now, that "Masters of War" was embarrassingly juvenile. I mean, come on:

  And I hope that you die
  And your death’ll come soon
  I will follow your casket
  In the pale afternoon
  And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
  Down to your deathbed
  And I’ll stand o’er your grave
  Til I’m sure that you’re dead

Really right up there with "Suicide is Painless". And rhyming deathbed and "you're dead" is an awkward classic finish. I wouldn't bother opining this way but that dumb song's reputation is truly bizarre.