"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