Song For Orphans

Well, the multitude assembled And tried to make the noise Them black blind poet generals And restless loud white boys 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 their mom and pops 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 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 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?