Patti Smith Group
Patti Smith Group
Patti Smith Group
Patti Smith Group
Patti Smith Group
Patti Smith Group
Patti Smith Group
Patti Smith Group
Patti Smith Group
Patti Smith Group
[Verse]
It was nothing. It didn't matter to me
There were tanks all over my city
There was water outside the windows
And children in the streets were throwing rocks at tanks
Ain't got a passport ain't got my real name
Ain't got a chance sport at fortune or fame
As I walk these endless streets
Won't you give me a lift
A lift a lift on your citizen ship
They were rioting in Chicago movement in L.A
'68 it broke the Yard-birds. We were broke as well
Took it underground
MC borderline. Up against the wall
The wall
The wall the wall
Show your papers boy
Citizen ship we got memories
Stateless they got shame
Cast adrift from the citizen ship
Lifeline denied exile this castaway
[?] in New York city
In a foreign embrace
If you’re hungry you’re not too particular about how or what you taste
Man in uniform
Give me vinegar
Spoon of misery
But what the hell
I fell, I fell
It doesn’t matter to me
Citizen ship we got memories
Stateless they got shame
Cast adrift from the citizen ship
Lifeline denied exile this castaway
I was caught up like a moth with its wings out of sync
Cut the cord. Overboard. Just a refugee
Lady liberty lend a hand to me
I've been cast adrift
Adrift[x6]
On the citizen ship we got memory
Citizen ship you got pain
Citizen ship you got identity
Cast adrift from the citizen ship
Lifeline denied exile this castaway
A name a name a name
What's your name son. New York City. What's your name
What's your name. What's your name. Name. Wake up
New Jersey. Give me your tired your poor
Give me your huddled masses
Your war torn on your tender seas
Give me your war torn
On your shoes of dawn
Lift up your golden lamp for me
Ah, it's all mythology
Citizen Ship was written by Ivan Král & Patti Smith.
Citizen Ship was produced by Todd Rundgren.