Song for Orphans

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Bruce Springsteen

Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen (born September 23, 1949), nicknamed "The Boss", is an American singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist who records and tours with the E Street Band. Springsteen is widely known for his brand of heartland rock, poetic lyrics, Americana sentiments centered on his native New Jersey and his lengthy and energetic stage performances, with concerts from the 1970s to the present decade running up to an uninterrupted 250 minutes in length. more »

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Well the multitude assembled 
And tried to make the noise
Them black blind poet generals 
And restless loud white boys
Times 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"
They 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 your 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 to mom and pop
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 nameless questless renegade brats 
Who live their lives in song
They run the length of a candle 
With a goodnight whisper, then 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'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 your 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

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