Citizen Ship 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