Letra de Song for Orphans - Bruce Springsteen

(Feat. [])

Well, the multitude assembled and tried to make the noise

Them black blind poet generals and restless loud white boys

But 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"

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 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 aimless questless renegade brats who live their lives in song

They run the length of a candle, with 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?

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