《Transit (Live)》歌词

[00:05:20] The merge from the turnpike was murder, but it's never a cinch

[00:05:20] It was Friday at five, and no one was giving an inch

[00:05:20] They squeezed and the edged and they glared

[00:05:20] Half them clearly impaired by rage or exhaustion

[00:05:20] The rest were just touchy as hell

[00:05:20] Somewhere near Paterson everything slowed to a crawl

[00:05:20] The all-news station was thanking someone for the call

[00:05:20] It's a van from St. Agnes's choir

[00:05:20] There's a nun out there changing a tire

[00:05:20] By the time they got by her, tempers were out of control

[00:05:20] So they all hit the gas in a dash for position

[00:05:20] Bobing and weaving and flashing their highbeams

[00:05:20] Fliping the bird and screaming obscenities

[00:05:20] A well-insured hoard hell-bent on Saturday

[00:05:20] And so they continued west-bound and into the sun

[00:05:20] Law and decorum constraining nary a one

[00:05:20] By then it was devil-may-care

[00:05:20] Not one even vaguely aware

[00:05:20] That they had come all the way to the Delaware Water Gap

[00:05:20] But how had it happened? They had all missed their exits

[00:05:20] How had it happened? Was it some kind of vortex?

[00:05:20] And in they all went, bumper to bumper

[00:05:20] Faster and faster, no sign of a trooper

[00:05:20] In they all went, like sheep to the slaughter

[00:05:20] Bankers and carpenters, doctors and lawyers

[00:05:20] And in they all went, families in minivans

[00:05:20] Ashcroft republicans, weekend militiamen

[00:05:20] They followed the river, and rounded the bend

[00:05:20] Between minsi and tammany and into their destiny

[00:05:20] Lying in ambush right their before them

[00:05:20] The angry old sun right on the horizon

[00:05:20] Sister Maria tightened the bolts of the spare

[00:05:20] She said a quick prayer and put the old van into gear

[00:05:20] Thank God that the traffic was light

[00:05:20] If she hurried she might not be late

[00:05:20] For that evening's performance at the state penetentiary

[00:05:20] She entered the common room and their was her choir

[00:05:20] Altos and baritones, basses and tenors

[00:05:20] Car thieves and crack dealers, mobsters and murderers

[00:05:20] Husbands and sons, fathers and brothers

[00:05:20] And so it began in glorious harmony

[00:05:20] Softly and Tenderly - calling for you and me

[00:05:20] With the interstate whining way off in the distance

[00:05:20] And the sun going down through the bars of the prison

[00:05:20] They poured out their souls, they poured out their memories

[00:05:20] They poured out their hopes for what's left of eternity

[00:05:20] To sister Maria - her soul like a prism

[00:05:20] For the light of forgiveness on all of their faces