The ghost of tom jones

A man walks along the railroad track He's going some place and there's no turning back The highway patrol chopper comin up over the ridge The man sleeps by a campfire under the bridge The shelter lines stretchin around the corner Welcome to the new world order Families sleepin in their cars out in the southwest No job no home no peace no rest No rest! The highway is alive tonight Nobody is foolin nobody as to where it goes Sittin down here in the campfire light Searchin for the ghost of Tom Jones Out of a sleepin bag The preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag He's waitin for the time when the last shall be first and the first shall be last In a cardboard box sleepin under pads With a one-way ticket to the promised land With a hole in your belly and a cut in your head Lookin for a piller of solid rock Bathin in the city's aquaduct Rock! The highway is alive tonight Nobody is foolin nobody as to where it goes Sittin down here in the campfire light With the ghost of old Tom Jones Wherever you've seen a cop beatin a guy Wherever a hungry dude's watchin a baby cry Wherever there's a fire in the blood and a hatred in the air Look for me ma, I'll be there Wherever somebody's strugglin for a place to stand For a decent job or a helpin hand Wherever somebody's strugglin to be free Look in thier eyes ma, you'll see me (9x) Rock! The highway is alive tonight Nobody is foolin nobody as to where it goes Sittin down here in the campfire light With the ghost of Tom Jones