Bruce Springsteen

Bruce Springsteen

Song For Orphans
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The multitude assembled and tried to make the noise 
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Them blank blind poet generals and restless loud white boys 
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But time grew thin and the axis was left somehow incomplete  
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Where instead of child lions, they found agein' junkie sheep 

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And how many wasted have I seen signed "Hollywood or bust" 
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Oh left to ride them ever ghostly Arizona gusts 
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Cheerleader tramps and kids with big amps soundin' helpless in the void 
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Oh high society vamps and ex-heavyweight champs mistakin' soot for soil 

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Oh so break me now big Mama as Old Faithful breaks the day 
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Believe me my good Linda, help is on the way 
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The confederacy's in my name now, them hounds are held at bay 
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The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your mus-cle play? 

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Well the doorstep blanket weaver, Madonna she pushes bells 
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From house to house to house I see her givin' last kisses and wishin' wells 
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To every gypsy mystic and all-star that the kids might find a place 
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Who've lost for ever true fathers on their time travels out in space 

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

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Oh so break me now big Mama as Old Faithful breaks the day 
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Believe me my good Linda, help is on the way 
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The confederacy's in my name now, them hounds are held at bay 
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The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your mus-cle play? 

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Well now the missions are filled with hermits and they're all lookin' for a friend 
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And the terraces are filled with cat-men lookin' for a way in 
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These orphans lost up on silver mountains, jumped, jumped in alleyways 
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They wait for that old tramp Dog Man Moses, he takes in all the strays 

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And he told me, "don't grow on empty legends or lonely cradle songs 
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Because Billy the Kid was just a bowery boy who made a living twirlin' his guns 
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And the night she's long, she's lanky, and she speaks in a mother tongue" 
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And he lullabied the refugees with an amplifier's hum 

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Oh we could break us now big Mama as Old Faithful she breaks the day 
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Leave me, now, good Linda, the aurora will shine your way 
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The confederacy's in my name now, them hounds are held at bay 
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The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your mus-cle play? 
Am                      Am/G              F 
The confederacy's in my name now, them hounds are held at bay 
Am                 Am/G       Dm       Em                 F 
The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your mus-cle play? 


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