Intro :                 I saw some people starving; there was murder, there was rape Their villages were burning, they were trying to escape I couldn't meet their glances, I was staring at my shoes It was acid, it was tragic; it was almost like the blues         It was almost like the blues I have to die a little between each murderous thought and when I'm finished thinking I have to die a lot There's torture, and there's killing and there's all my bad reviews The war, the children missing, Lord, it's almost like the blues It's almost like the blues So I let my heart get frozen to keep away the rot my father says I'm chosen, my mother says I'm not I listened to their story of the gypsies and the Jews It was good, it wasn't boring, it was almost like the blues It was almost like the blues There is no G-d in heaven, there is no hell below So says the great professor of all there is to know But I've had the invitation that a sinner can't refuse and it's almost like salvation, it's almost like the blues It's almost like the blues Almost like the blues Almost like the blues