Story Behind The Song

war

Song Description

a song about war

Lyrics

Killin' Blues

Give me some of the sweet stuff you keep in that box
Something for my senses, something that rocks
A potion for some closure folding over into sleep
A ju-ju and a mojo from the doctor of dreams

I need some sweet lovin' in your arms
Sweet lovin' in your arms
I need to spend the night with you
To shake away these killin' blues

I came out of the desert looking for love
My head was in a mess my eyes had seen enough
All men are brothers as Able was to Cain
As Christians were to Muslims
Held in Abu Ghraib

An I.E.D. took my buddy from me
There's a hole in the road where he used to be
His body parts fit in a very small bag
And we swore then no more "mister nice guy"

In my dreams I hear the children scream
As they see strange things that children shouldn't see
The old men know they've been here before
And Inshallah's the key to the soul

There are things we've done that don't make me feel proud
And the more I drink the more they come around
The unmistakeable smell of burning flesh
And the dreams that won't let me rest my sorry head