White Russian
Fish Lyrics

Where do we go from here?
The singer questions where society is headed in light of rising terror and hate crimes.

They`re boarding up the synagogues, Uzis on a street corner.
The singer describes the horrific reality of synagogues being closed down and guns readily available on the streets.

You can`t take a photograph of Uzis on a street corner.
The singer notes the impossibility of capturing the grim reality of the availability of weapons in everyday life.

The DJ resigned today; they wouldn`t let him have his say.
The artist laments the loss of free speech and critique in the society.

A surface scratched where the needles play, Uzis on a street corner.
The artist paints a picture of drug abuse and violence in a society where guns are readily available.

Terror on the Rue de St. Denis, murder on the periphery.
The singer describes the fear and violence prevalent in society.

Someone else in someone else`s pocket, Christ knows I don`t know how to stop it.
The singer acknowledges the power structures at play and the difficulty of changing them.

Lay poppies at the Cenotaph, the cynics can`t afford to laugh.
The artist suggests the society must remember those who fought for their country and avoid cynicism.

I heard in on the telegraph there`s Uzis on a street corner.
The artist once again highlights the prevalence of guns on the streets.

The more I see, the more I hear, the more I find the fewer answers.
The artist realizes that as they become more aware of society's problems, they find fewer and fewer solutions.

I close my mind, I shut it out, but you know its getting harder.
The singer tries to ignore the problems but finds it increasingly difficult.

To calm me down, to reason out, to come to terms with what it`s all about.
The artist wishes to find a way to understand and accept society's realities.

I`m uptight, can`t sleep at night, I can`t pretend everything`s alright.
The singer suffers from anxiety and cannot ignore the problems in society.

My ideals, my sanity, they seem to be deserting me.
The singer is losing faith in their beliefs and mental stability in light of society's problems.

But to stand up and fight, I know we have six million reasons.
The singer invokes the memory of Holocaust victims as a reason to fight against hate and injustice.

They`re burning down the synagogues, Uzis on a street corner.
Once again the artist describes the terrifying reality of synagogue destruction and gun violence.

The heralds of the holocaust, Uzis on a street corner.
The artist suggests that those promoting violence and hate echo the sentiments of the Holocaust.

The silence never louder than now, how quickly we forgot our vows.
The singer suggests that despite society's problems, people remain silent and forget promises to fight hate and injustice.

This resurrection we can`t allow, the Uzis on a street corner.
The singer cannot allow society to resurrect hatred.

We buy fresh bagels from the corner store, Where swastikas are spat from aerosols.
The artist highlights the contradiction of buying fresh bagels in a society where hate symbols are being spray painted on walls.

I sit in the bar sipping iced white russians, Trying to score but nobody`s pushing, And everyone looks at everyone`s faces, Searching for signs and praying for traces, Of a conscience in residence.
The artist drinks in a bar but realizes that people around them are also seeking answers and hoping for moral guidance.

Are we sitting on a barbed wire fence, racing the clouds home? Racing the clouds home.
The artist wonders if society is bordering on danger, and racing towards a dark future.

We place our faith in human rights; In the paper wars that tie the redtape tight. I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy.
The singer realizes that they have placed their trust in human rights, but acknowledge the difficulties of navigating societal limits.

In the gulags and internment camps; Frozen faces in nameless ranks. I know that they would rather be Standing here beside me, chasing the clouds home.
The artist reminds us that past horrors like gulags and camps occurred and that people would choose to be on the right side of history, fighting against hate.

You can shut your eyes, you can hide away. It`s gonna come back another day.
The singer reminds us that we cannot ignore problems - they will come back despite our attempts to hide.

Racing the clouds home, are we racing the clouds home? Racing the clouds home.
The singer repeats the question of whether we are racing towards a dangerous future.