paroles de chanson Waterfront Weirdos - Magellan
We
are
the
misfits
with
a
broken
horizon
Like
Keats
or
Hemingway,
survive
with
poets
defiance
Christmas
at
the
Martinique
grieving
for
a
home
Three
generations
tough
it
out
on
the
big
street
all
alone...
Rank
of
the
privileged
on
the
evening
commute
Don't
want
to
be
bothered,
don't
want
to
be
used
Booming
in
suburbia,
shuttle's
on
the
way
A
beggar
asks
for
money.
It's
a
dollar
you
don't
want
to
pay-
To
the
Waterfront
Weirdos
For
the
Waterfront
Weirdos
Who
are
the
Waterfront
Weirdos?
Many
live
on
the
edge,
keep
them
out
of
sight
out
of
mind
In
our
midst
a
disgrace-answers
are
elusive
yet
we
find
It's
so
damn
hard
to
conceive
'till
it
looks
you
straight
in
the
eye
Just
take
a
walk
on
West
32nd
Street
or
pick
up
a
New
York
Times
And
believe
it...
Up
in
an
ivory
tower
it's
hard
to
see,
hard
to
feel,
hard
to
be
Homeless
and
one
of
the
outcast-Waterfront
Weirdos.
Who
are
the
Waterfront
Weirdos?
Many
live
on
the
edge,
keep
them
out
of
sight
out
of
mind
In
our
midst
a
disgrace-answers
are
elusive
then
we
find
Powerless
is
a
child
in
the
wake
of
hunger
at
night
Giving
up-giving
in
Can't
we
hear
their
screaming
from
within...?
My
life
spent
standing
here
in
the
back
of
a
line
I'm
living
for
the
moment-yes,
I'm
living
by
the
hour
In
a
game
of
survival
In
a
mood
of
resignation
I'm
not
the
man
I
am-
Meal
ticket,
waiting
for
a
handout
Things
will
change
and
somehow
I'll
get
out
I
keep
telling
myself
it
won't
last
forever
Adversity
closing
in,
my
sanity
lapses,
I'll
rise
again
Resisting
the
end
Only
22
as
my
apprehension
seques
into
an
IMPENDING
ASCENSION
I
could
not
fake
this
for
long
How
long
am
I
supposed
to
take
it
lying
down?
I
will
not
take
this
lying
down!
Many
live
on
the
edge
Keep
them
out
of
sight
out
of
mind
In
the
end
it
is
us
Picking
up
the
pieces
that
we
find
On
the
path
of
least
resistance
evidence
is
loud
and
clear
When
will
we
wake
up?
Failures
are
mounting
as
the
underclass
grows
Every
year
and
believe
that-
Up
in
an
ivory
tower
it's
hard
to
see,
hard
to
feel,
hard
to
be
homeless
And
one
of
the
Waterfront
Weirdos
It's
so
damn
hard
to
believe
'till
it
looks
you
straight
in
the
eye
Shake
the
hands
of
losers
lost
on
Broadway
who
remember
a
Nostalgic
time
and
believe
that-
Up
in
an
ivory
tower
it's
hard
to
see,
hard
to
feel,
hard
to
be
homeless
And
one
of
the
outcast-Waterfront
Weirdos.
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