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Kabul, Afghanistan, 29 February 2008
The Taleban is out tonight
They hide behind the mountains white
They ain’t nobody but your fear
You’re living in your final year
They’ve got license
license to die
The Yankee boys have left the base
to set their boot in Kabul’s face
The humming Hummers whirling dust
In(En) during Freedom God we trust!
They’ve got license
license to kill
You long for your beloved one
but she’s not here she never was
You are on your own
The white man is in his club tonight
Behind walls and guards to drug his sight
The European spleen of fear
In alcohol and Baudelaire
He’s got license
but nowhere to drive
The US Aid and NGOs
hang in the bar at Libido’s
They curse their God with every breath
Yet beg him for a fuck-in-death
They’ve got license
but no one to hug
You long for your beloved one
but she’s not here she never was
You are on your own
The Mullahs weep their endless prayer
Their crackle in cartoon despair
Or is it me they doom to hell
Well I don’t care 'cause I can’t tell
if I’m sentenced
sentenced to hell
So, let’s go and watch when Kabul fight
The Kabullfighters' Kabullnight
The dogs will bark, the Mullahs weep
God’s holycopters never sleep
(You long for your beloved one
but she’s not here she never was
You are on your own)
The Moment that You came to Me
The moment that you came to me was beautiful and cold
The keys in your hands to my long-locked soul
I saw the wild geese flying V across your eyes
They were dark as the sky
The moment that you entered me is blazing in my soul
My heart in your hand a piece of glowing coal
I never could have dreamt you or the words that you would say
I just fell from day to day
Now come along take my hand wake the children up to dance
The rain is flooding borders turning cities into sea
Tomorrow breaks no better world than this
So let's never go to bed
The moment that you came to me was beautiful and cold
The keys in your hands to my long-locked soul
I saw the wild geese flying V across the sky
It was flaming in your eyes
The moment that you shut me is resounding in my skull
Lust is so painful it wastes away my hull
I hear the wild geese crying eeeee across the night
Closing my eyes
The moment that you leave me will be beautiful and cruel
The keys in your hand to my wide opened soul
The wild geese will be falling pupils from the sky
leaving it empty as your eyes
Now come along clap my hand wake the children up to dance
The rain is flooding borders turning cities into sea
In the twenty-second century we will all be dead
So let's never go to bed
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