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
ow 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