Christians In Black - Rogue Wave

Mama’s working in the garden

She’s picking herbs so she could feed them

The dinner roll’s the only value

Saying «look what I did, so I could feed them»

Christians in black

Christians in black

Christians in black

Shuttled between L.A. and Oakland

Miles and miles between and above them

Born and raised to be an alcoholic

Were you too old or young to stop it?

Christians in black

Christians in black

Christians in black

Once I faked election

Idle eyes that don’t get met

With feelings out in the open

Every day’s just like the next

Christians in black

Christians in black

Christians in black

Christians in black

Christians in black

Christians in black