Letter from Abroad John Cale
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It's a squalid little town with a tenuous beauty
Those cool wet mornings are so appealing
People waking up suddenly in the night
Very disappointed
At the water's edge, fishermen smashing their boats
Taking nothing for granted
In a few hours, the heat will hang over town
As the northeast monsoon comes roaring in
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Afghanistan, Afghanistan, whatever happened to you?
Let me hear it
Afghanistan, Afghanistan, whatever happened to you?
I don't really care, but I thought I'd ask
In case it mattered to you
Let me hear it
They're cutting their heads off in the soccer fields
Stretching their necks in the goal
Taking them out in the elephant grass
Feeding them to the hyenas
But don't you hear it?
Those cool wet mornings are so appealing
People waking up suddenly in the night
Very disappointed
At the water's edge, fishermen smashing their boats
Taking nothing for granted
In a few hours, the heat will hang over town
As the northeast monsoon comes roaring in
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Afghanistan, Afghanistan, whatever happened to you?
Let me hear it
Afghanistan, Afghanistan, whatever happened to you?
I don't really care, but I thought I'd ask
In case it mattered to you
Let me hear it
They're cutting their heads off in the soccer fields
Stretching their necks in the goal
Taking them out in the elephant grass
Feeding them to the hyenas
But don't you hear it?
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