Someone Has His Fingers Broken

For a secret kiss, they drag you down

For a second skin, they drag you down

For your public faith, they drag you down

For a second sex, they drag you down

Someone will kill you for a secret kiss

Someone will kill you for a second skin, and

Someone will kill you for your public faith

Someone will kill you for a second sex, and—

In the desert singing whoa-oh-oh-oh

Someone has his fingers broken

Face down in the sand and bleeding

In this ditch and bleeding, I saw him

In the city screaming whoa-oh-oh-oh

Someone has his fingers broken, eyes pleading

Face down on the concrete bleeding

I heard his mother screaming

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

For a secret kiss they drag you down

For a second sex they drag you down

For your public faith they drag you down

For every skin you have they drag you down

Someone will kill you for a secret kiss

Someone will kill you for a second skin and

Someone will kill you for your test results

I heard his mother screaming

Ooh ooh ooh ooh