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​Rich Man And Afghanistan (Or Lazarus)

This song is by Psalters.

I had my good things you had your bad

My skin stayed sterile to the sores you had
Lord have mercy upon me a sinner.

I distracted my eyes so your image wouldn't last
Lord have mercy upon me a sinner

I didn't hear the prophets because I was talking too fast
Lord have mercy on me a sinner

Now my tongue's drying up like the rich man
Lord have mercy on me a sinner

Smell smoke, start to choke it's approaching fast
Lord have mercy on me a sinner

I'll come to Afghanistan/Lazarus now, before I can't pass
Lord have mercy on me a sinner

It wasn't me they said
As missiles sped
At houses they fled
While Afghanistan bled
It wasn't me I said

As I sat well fed
The newspaper read
They've but grass for bread
And we eat ourselves to death