song for orphans

Bruce Springsteen

Well the multitude assembled and tried to make the noise
Them black blind poet generals and restless loud white boys
But time's grew thin and the axis grew somehow incomplete
Where instead of child lions we had aging junkie sheep

Well how many wasted
have I seen signed "Hollywood or bust"
And left to ride the ever ghostly Arizona gusts
Cheerleader tramps and kids
with big amps sounding in the void
High society vamps, ex-heavyweight champs
mistaking soot for soil

So break me now big Mama as Old Faithful breaks the day
Believe me my good Linda, the aurora will shine the way
The confederacy's in my name now
the hounds are held at bay
The axis needs a stronger arm
do you feel your muscles play

Well the doorstep blanket weaver, Madonna pushes bells
From house to house I see her
giving last kisses and wishing well
To every gypsy mystic hero that the kids might find a place
Who get lost forever mothers and fathers
on their weekends out in space

Well sons they search for fathers, but the fathers are all gone
The lost souls search for saviors, but saviors don't last long
Those aimless questless renegade brats
who live their lives in song
They run the length of a candle
in a goodnight whisper and they're gone

So break me now big Mama as Old Faithful breaks the day
Believe me my good Linda, the aurora will shine the way
The confederacy's in my name now
the hounds are held at bay
The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your muscles play

Yeah!

Well the missions are filled with hermits
they're looking for a friend
The terraces are filled with cat-men just looking for a way in
Those orphans jumped on silver mountains
lost in celestial alleyways
They wait for that old tramp Dog Man Moses
he takes in all the strays

Now don't you grow on empty legends or lonely cradle songs
Billy the Kid was just a bowery boy
who made a living twirling his guns
The night she's long and lanky
and she speaks in a mother tongue
She lullabies the refugees with amplifier's hum

So break me now big Mama as Old Faithful breaks the day
Believe me my good Linda, the aurora will shine the way
The confederacy's in my name now
the hounds are held at bay
The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your muscles play
The confederacy's in my name now
the hounds are held at bay
The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your muscles play