[Lyric] To the First Baptist Church of Jacksonville (Evergreen Terrace)

We are the wicked
That walk these city streets
By your lighthouse
By the riverside

We are the ones
Taken for the vandals and the thieves
These filthy streets disgust you
As they keep you on your knees

The graffiti´s just as clear
As the writing on the wall

You want it
You got it
Pray that it washes away

You want it
You got it
Feel it through your veins
You want it
You got it
Another dollar, another day

You want it
You got it
Pray that it washes away

You think an open mind
Can be so dangerous

Poor hopeless sinner
Too filled with guilt to see
Thoughts are so betrayed
Pray that it washes away

We are the wicked
That walk these city streets
By your lighthouse
By the riverside