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


Lyrics submitted by Black_Cat_Scorned

Rich man and Afghanistan (or Lazarus) song meanings
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