New South Wales and Hollywood are burning piles of brittle wood
And cocaine dreams
Making movies, making songs, gnashing teeth, and glitter bombs, and brightly feathered queens
Mother, Father, Sister, Farmer, never seen the reigns of avarice and vice that fuelled the flames
Sent your hands in the air and you flailing to the sea
Hang a cross on me
In the screaming night
I wanna feel you breathe
And touch you in the pale morning light
Wuyang princess on the wall, running wild in gilded halls
Drunk on money
Vaulted ceiling gaping eyes that light streams through from behind
That's western power, honey
I've seen those flashlight eyes before
With gritted teeth outside the cas' at four
Howling at the moon, "Mother, please don't leave"
Hang a cross on me
In the screaming night
I wanna feel you breathe
And touch you in the pale morning light
Oh yeah
High above the ocean
High above the mountain
Through the rivers
Through the water way
Through desert
I watched the skies
Oh, beautiful woman
I'm not watching you
Where else you gonna move?
Or else you're gonna die
Going down, downtown
To boogie-boogie town
Going down, down, down
We can do it again
Hang a cross on me
In the screaming night
I wanna feel you breathe
And touch you in the pale morning light
Now hang a cross on me
In the screaming night
I wanna feel you breathe
And touch you in the pale morning light
Hang a cross on me
Hang a cross on me
Hang a cross on me
I don't need Jesus
I've figured out naturally
The trees and leaves
The plastic enemies
A man by no name
King of the world
That much I'm aware
(Hang a cross on me)
Going down, down, down
Just wait until tomorrow
Oh yeah, God will take a crack at it