RATM - The ghost of Tom Joad (Bruce Springsteen) текст песни

Man walks along the railroad tracks
He's goin' some place and there's no turnin' back
The highway patrol chopper comin' up over the ridge
Man sleeps by the campfire under the bridge
The shelter line stretchin' round the corner
Welcome to the New World Order
Families sleepin' in their cars out in the southwest
No job, no home, no peace, no rest, no rest…
The highway is alive tonight
Nobody's foolin' nobody is to where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad
He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag
The preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
He's waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass
With a one-way ticket to the promised land
With a hole in your belly and gun in your hand
Sleepin 'on a pillow of solid rock
Bathin in the cities' aqueducts
The highway is alive tonight
Nobody's foolin' nobody is to where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
With the ghost of old Tom Joad
Now Tom said: “Ma, wherever there's a cop beatin' a guy,
Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries,
Wherever there's a fight against the blood and hatred in the air -
Look for me Ma, I'll be there,
Wherever there's somebody strugglin' for a place to stand,
For a decent job or a helpin' hand
Wherever somebody's strugglin' to be free
Look in their eyes Ma, you'll see me!” (repeated).
Well the highway is alive tonight
Nobodys foolin' nobody is to where it goes
Im sittin' down here in the campfire light
With the ghost of Tom Joad