White Crosses (Goldentone Studio Version)

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 gonna 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 make my way back home to you
Head north on St. 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
St. Augustine, shine your light down on me
Pop hits from the nineties
Echo out of tourist filled bars
I'm met with arms crossed under dirty looks

I make my way back home to you
Head north on St. 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
Eyeballed 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 make my way back home to you
Head north on St. 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