Prurient - Christ Among the Broken Gla** lyrics

Under skyscrapers And shopping cart tents Late in the year When the temperature drops Down snowy streets Among the broken gla** You can find Christ Feeding the poor With what little he has left Frosted spoons of baby food Pushed into mouths Lips purple with addiction God is here with His son Where the wind cracks blue faces And the makeup freezes Carrying the loads of the poor By parallel can*ls of ice Down along one of those ripping streets He's scraping together whatever he can Snow ground under his fingernails Cobbling together syllables Over a frostbitten tongue Trying to remember the prayers Frankincense burns in garbage cans Between feuding beggars And vodka nips There he is in his frigid rags Jesus of cities Dragging last year's bells around his feet Go ahead, he says Go before me Whose turn is it with the flashlight Down in the hole tonight?