My father took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son, when you grow up
Would you be the savior of the broken
The beaten and the damned?
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son, when you grow up
Would you be the savior of the broken
The beaten and the damned?
And that angry old man on the left. He’s been looking since 1962 at least.
And that angry old man on the left. He’s been looking since 1962 at least.