Bruce Springsteen feat. Tom Morello - The Ghost Of Tom Joad

Men walkin&&the railroad tracks Goin&someplace there&no goin&back Highway patrol choppers comin&up over the ridge Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge Shelter line stretchin&round the corner Welcome to the new world order Families sleepin&in their cars in the southwest No home no job no peace no rest The highway is alive tonight But nobody&kiddin&nobody about where it goes I&sittin&down here in the campfire light Searchin&for the ghost of Tom Joad He pulls prayer book out of his sleeping bag 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 &the underpass Got a one-way ticket to the promised land You got a hole in your belly and gun in your hand Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock Bathin&in the city aqueduct The highway is alive tonight But where it&headed everybody knows I&sittin&down here in the campfire light Waitin&on the ghost of Tom Joad Now Tom said "Mom, wherever there&a cop beatin&a guy Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries Where there&a fight &the blood and hatred in the air Look for me Mom I&be there Wherever there&somebody fightin&for a place to stand Or decent job or a helpin&hand Wherever somebody&strugglin&to be free Look in their eyes Mom you&see me." The highway is alive tonight But nobody&kiddin&nobody about where it goes I&sittin&downhere in the campfire light With the Ghost of ol&Tom Joad.