David Bridie - Stoned in Kabul lyrics

Is that your god Smacking heads on trade routes Smacking heads on Persian ground Dervishes come swirling in, round and round There are Hollow men hiding mongst the rubble parks & caves The Red Cross issue fits and tin foil In a blue smoke haze There's no light, no sun, no trees, but then This is how it feels just like you're Stoned in Kabul Enter inside your neighbours mind And suffer him to know your self When Kustom conflicts with trucks and guns and mules and holiness Like you're Stoned in Kabul