"Kabul Blues" lyrics - ENVY OF NONE

ENVY OF NONE
"Kabul Blues"

Gray skies
Hanging the sun
On a fine wine
Cutting you down
With a hot knife

Down to the bone
Ooh, Kabul Blues

Tear drops
Hang by the mirror
In a washcloth
Cleansing your soul
Like a burnt crop

Down to the bone
Ooh, Kabul Blues