Cold War Kids - Saint John lyrics

Supper time in the hole.

supper time in the hole.

I shame my family,

shame my home.

supper time..

old st. john on death row,

he's just waiting for a pardon.

old st. john on death row,

he's just waiting for a pardon.

old st. john on death row,

he's just waiting for a pardon.

old st. john on death row,

he's just waiting..

all the white boys in the stay-pressed slacks,

they're home for the summer from college.

stayin' out late, getting rowdy at the bar

and lookin' for trouble uptown.

they come up my block, about 5 or 6 of them.

smashing their bottles in the gutter.

yelling all kinds of obscenities,

about woman and god, and law

Another supper time in the hole.

supper time in the hole.

I shame my family,

shame my home.

supper time..

young girl turn the corner with a clerk dress on,

that girl was my sister.

just got off the night shift at pettington's place,

just wanna go home and get some sleep.

well, he grabbed her by the waist with the caffeine eyes.

the hands all frigid of lecher(?)

i picked up a brick from my papa's front yard

and threw it at the tallest boys face. well blood was streaming like a well that sprung.

i couldn't believe what i had just done. well the other boy's ran and this one stayed,

on the ground and he would never move again.

old st. john on death row,

he's just waiting for a pardon.

old st. john on death row,

he's just waiting for a pardon.

all us boys on death row,

we're just waiting for a pardon.

all us boys on death row,

we're just waiting for a..

yours truly on trial, i testify.

got to keep on runnin til the well's bone dry.

yours truly on trial, i testify.

i got to keep on runnin til the well's bone dry.

yours truly on trial, i testify.

i got to keep on runnin til the well's bone dry.

yours truly on trial, i testify.

i got to keep on runnin til the well's bone dry

Thanks to ursecretcrush99 for these lyrics

Thanks to Cool Kid for correcting these lyrics