Lyrics

Crooked Cross
V 1
There's a crooked cross hanging on the wall
I must have been too blind to notice it at all
It leans to the right, that ain’t no mistake
Can’t ignore it now, now I’m wide awake

Chorus
Swing it like a sword, weapon of our choice
Sterilize the poor, the powerful exploit
No pity for Lazarus, wear it like an albatross
Justified by a crooked cross

V 2
There’s a crooked cross, white as my own skin
Burning in the yard of my neighbor's house again
Bricks and broken glass, entitled men in masks
Recite their sacred chants, to carry out their plans

Chorus
Swing it like a blade, the weapon of our hate
Daddy had it made, carry on the crusade
No pity on Lazarus, wear it like an albatross
Justified by a crooked cross

V 3
There’s a crooked cross, hanging from the necks
Of holy men who steal, hearts of innocence
An eye won’t make it right, a tooth won’t heal the pain
On our knees we cry for the blood of all the saints

Chorus
Swing it like a sword, (it’s the) weapon of our choice
Sterilize the poor, (while the) powerful exploit
Swing it like a blade (it’s the ) the weapon of our hate
Daddy had it made (so let’s) carry on the crusade
No pity shown to Lazarus, wear it like an albatross
Justified by a crooked cross

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