I’ve got tombstones in my eyes br My tears they feel like gravel br I see death upon the streets br Of every road I travel br I see mothers torn with grief br Fathers numb with pain br Children killing children br And they swear they're not to blame.. br br I see blood inside of news print br Blood on TV screens br Hearts all lost in anger br Killers in their teens, br The lonely Good Samaritan br You don’t hear of anymore br He’s been replaced with banknotes br But everybody’s poor br br I’ve got tombstones in my eyes br Tears burn my hollow jowls br The band plays out of tune br The conscience how it howls, br The prisons overflowing br Children line the halls br The nights are filled with terror br When the undertaker calls. br br I’ve got tombstones in my eyes br The tears fall in vain br The coffins fill up daily br They bear unending pain br Love has closed its eyes br Speech has turned to greed, br The music's tuned to horror br It makes the heart now bleed. br br I've got tombstones in my eyes br Tears now they plead br To ask the one and only, br Lord please tell us what we need.