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Testi Bruce Springsteen - Song To The Orphans
Testi-musica-canzoni.it > Testi lettera B > Bruce Springsteen > Miscellaneous - Song To The OrphansThe moltitude assembled and tried to make the noise
 The black blind poet generals
 And restless loud white boys
 But time grew thin and the axis
 Was left somehow incomplete
 Where instead of child lions
 We found aging junkie sheep
 How many wasted have i seen signed "hollywood or bust"
 Left to ride them ever ghostly arizona gusts
 Oh, cheerleader tramps and kids with big amps
 Sounding in the void
 High society vamps and 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 your way
 The confederacy, she's in my name now
 And the hounds are held at bay
 The axis needs a stronger arm
 Do you feel your muscles play?
 
 The doorstep blanket weaver
 Madonna she's	pushing bells
 From house to house to house to house
 Giving last kisses and wishing well
 To every gypsy, mystic and all star hero
 That the kids might find the place
 Who've been lost forever to papa and mama
 On their weekends out in space
 Now the sons they search for fathers
 But their fathers have all gone
 The lost souls search for saviors
 But saviours don't last long
 Those aimless, questionless renegade brats
 Who live their lives in songs
 They run the length of a candle
 In a goodnight whisper and a puff they're gone
 So break me now big mama
 As old faithful breaks the day
 Believe me, my good linda,
 The aurora will shine your way
 The confederacy, she's in my name now
 And the hounds are held at bay
 The axis needs a stronger arm
 Do you feel your muscles play?
 
 The missions are filled with hermits looking for a friend
 The terraces are filled with cat-men looking for a way in
 There are orphans junked 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 grow on empty legends
 Or lonely cradle songs
 'cause billy the kid was just a bowery boy
 Who made his living twirling his guns"
 The night she's long, she's lanky
 She speaks in her mother tongue
 And lullabies the refugees
 With an amplifier's hum
 
 So break us now big mama
 As old faithful breaks the day
 Believe me, my sweet linda,
 Oh, help is sure on the way
 The confederacy, she's in my name now
 And the hounds are held at bay
 The axis needs a stronger arm
 Do you feel your muscles play?
 The confederacy, she's in my name now
 And the hounds are held at bay
 The axis needs a stronger arm
 Do you feel your muscles play?
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