[00:07.230]I was nothing. It didn't matter to me.
[00:13.000]Ah, there were tags all over my sleeve.
[00:21.210]There was water outside the windows
[00:24.240]and children in the streets with rats with tags.
[00:29.490]Ain't got a passport.
[00:33.330]Ain't got my real name.
[00:36.120]Ain't got a chance, sport, at fortune and fame.
[00:43.120]And I walk these endless streets, won't you give me a lift.
[00:50.300]A lift. A lift. On your citizen ship.
[00:58.100]They were rioting in Chicago, movement in L.A.
[01:04.000]Sixty-eight it broke up the yardbirds.
[01:08.200]We were broke as well.
[01:10.340]Took it underground, M.C. borderline, up against the wall.
[01:18.000]The wall. The wall.
[01:22.220]Show your papers, boy.
[01:25.203]Citizen ship we got memories.
[01:29.000]Stateless, they got shame.
[01:32.320]Cast adrift from the citizen ship,
[01:35.340]lifeline denied, exiled this castaway.
[01:43.430]Blind alley in New York City, in a foreign embrace.
[01:50.120]If you're hungry you're not too particular about what you'll taste.
[01:56.340]Men in uniform gave me vinegar, spoon of misery.
[02:03.200]But what the hell, I fell, I fell.
[02:07.000]It doesn't matter to me.
[02:10.000]Citizen ship we got memories
[02:13.000]Citizen ship, we got pain.
[02:17.120]Cast adrift from the citizen ship,
[02:20.200]lifeline denied, exiled this castaway.
[02:58.201]I was caught like a moth with its wings outta sync.
[03:04.010]Cut the chord. Overboard. Just a refugee.
[03:11.110]Lady liberty, lend a hand to me, I've been cast adrift.
[03:18.100]Adrift. Adrift. Adrift. Adrift. Adrift. Adrift.
[03:27.000]On the citizen ship we got memories
[03:31.310]Citizen ship, we got pain.
[03:34.340]Lose your grip on the citizen ship,
[03:37.100]you're cast, you're cast away.
[03:40.111]On the citizen ship you got memory.
[03:43.430]Citizen ship you got pain.
[03:47.200]Citizen ship you got identity.
[03:51.000]A name. A name. A name...
[04:07.100]What's your name, son?
[04:09.200]What's your name? ...
[04:12.349]What's your name?
[04:25.250]Nothing. I got nothing.
[04:34.340]Jersey.
[04:35.305]Give me your tired, your poor
[04:39.340]Give me your huddled masses
[04:42.420]your war torn
[04:46.460]Give me your war torn and your
[04:49.120]Lift up your unto me.
[04:54.303]Ah, mythology.