text: Well the multitude assembled and tried to make the noise
  Them black blind poet generals and restless loud white boys
  But times 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 confederacys 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 to mom and pop 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 dont last long
  Those aimless questless renegade brats who live their lives in song
  They run the length of a candle, with a goodnight whisper and theyre 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 confederacys in my name now, the hounds are held at bay
  The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your muscles play
  Yeah!
  Well the missions are filled with hermits, theyre 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 dont 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 shes long and lanky and she speaks in a mother tongue
  She lullabies the refugees with amplifiers 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 confederacys in my name now, the hounds are held at bay
  The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your muscles play
  The confederacys in my name now, the hounds are held at bay
  The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your muscles play