White Crosses
I wake up in the morning and I drink from the fountain
I wake up in the morning with the same unanswered questions
I don't know what's going to cure my unsettled stomach
Street kids collect spare change in a conch shell on the sidewalk
Their teeth are yellow, their hair is tangled
Their minds are vapid and they laugh, wild in their depravity
I'll make my way back home to you
Head north on San Marco Avenue
White crosses on the church lawn
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
Ponytails swinging back and forth behind
Beach blonde college girls out for a jog
Saint Augustine, shine your light down on me
Pop hits from the 90s echo out of tourist-filled bars
I am met with arms crossed under dirty looks
I am treated like a common thief
I'll make my way back home to you
Head north on San Marco Avenue
White crosses on the church lawn
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
Eavesdropping in on conversations
I wander aimless, leering at strangers
Strung out on the amphetamines that you gave to me
Eye-balled with suspicion by a pencil skirt in high heels
You realize that you're talking to yourself
Cannon fire explodes out over the bay
I'll make my way back home to you
Head north on San Marco Avenue
White crosses on the church lawn
I want to smash them all
Looking for context and perspective
Looking for some kind of distraction
White crosses on the church lawn
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I wake up in the morning with the same unanswered questions
I don't know what's going to cure my unsettled stomach
Street kids collect spare change in a conch shell on the sidewalk
Their teeth are yellow, their hair is tangled
Their minds are vapid and they laugh, wild in their depravity
I'll make my way back home to you
Head north on San Marco Avenue
White crosses on the church lawn
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
Ponytails swinging back and forth behind
Beach blonde college girls out for a jog
Saint Augustine, shine your light down on me
Pop hits from the 90s echo out of tourist-filled bars
I am met with arms crossed under dirty looks
I am treated like a common thief
I'll make my way back home to you
Head north on San Marco Avenue
White crosses on the church lawn
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
Eavesdropping in on conversations
I wander aimless, leering at strangers
Strung out on the amphetamines that you gave to me
Eye-balled with suspicion by a pencil skirt in high heels
You realize that you're talking to yourself
Cannon fire explodes out over the bay
I'll make my way back home to you
Head north on San Marco Avenue
White crosses on the church lawn
I want to smash them all
Looking for context and perspective
Looking for some kind of distraction
White crosses on the church lawn
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
I want to smash them all
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Gabel
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