Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass
Got a one-way ticket to the promised land
You got a hole in your belly . .
Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathin' in the city aqueduct
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| "wherever there's a system beating us up Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries Where there's a fight 'gainst the blood and hatred in the air Look for me . . I'll be there Wherever there's somebody fightin' for a place to stand Or decent job or a helpin' hand Wherever somebody's strugglin' to be free Look in their eyes . . . you'll see me." |
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