Lost in the flood by Bruce Springsteen
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The ragamuffin gunner is returning home like a hungry runaway
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He walks through town all alone " He must be from the fort",
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he hears the high school girls say
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His countryside's burning with wolfman fairies dressed in drag for homicide
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They hit and run plead sanctuary,'neath a holy stone they hide
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They're breakin' beams and crosses with a spastic's reelin' perfection
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Nuns run bald though Vatican halls, pregnant,pleadin' immaculate conception
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And everybody's wrecked on Main street from drinking unholy blood
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Sticker smiles sweet as Gunner breathes deep, his ankles caked in mud
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And I said, " Hey gunner man, that's quicksand, that's quicksand, that ain't
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mud. Have you thrown your senses to the war, or did you lose them in the
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flood?"
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That pure American brother, dull-eyed and empty-faced
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Races Sundays in Jersey, in a Chevy stock super eight
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He rides 'er low on the hip, on the side he's got "Bound for Glory"
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in red white and blue flash paint
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He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the kids call him Jimmy the
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Saint
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Well that blaze and noise boy, he's gunnin' that bitch loaded to blastin'
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point. He rides headfirst into a hurricane and dissapears into a point
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And there's nothin' left but some blood where the body fell,
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that is, nothin' left that you could sell
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Just junk all across the horizon, a real highwayman's farewell
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And I said, "Hey kid, you think that's oil? Man that ain't oil, that's blood
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I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm, or was he just
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lost in the flood?"
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Eighth Avenue sailors in satin shirts whisper in the air
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Some storefront incarnation of Maria, she's puttin' on me the stare
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And Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his own hardware
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Everything stops, you hear five quick shots, the cops come up for air
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And now the whiz-bang gang from uptown, they're shootin' up the street
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And that cat from the Bronx starts lettin' loose, but he gets blown right
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off his feet.
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And some kid comes blastin' round the corner, but a cop puts him right away
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He lays on the street holding his leg, screaming something is Spanish
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still breathin' when I walked away
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And someone said, "Hey man, did you see that? His body hit the street
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with such a beautiful thud"
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I wonder what the dude was sayin' or was he just lost in the flood?
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Hey man did you see that? Those poor cats are sure messed up
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I wonder what they were gettin' into, or were they all just lost
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in the flood?
(very cool tune for solo acoustic)
the song gives me chills everytime I hear it!
