Artist: Rage Against The MachineSong: Ghost Of Tom JoadOriginal Song sung by Bruce SpringsteenTom Joad is a fictional character from John Steinbeck's The Grapes of Wrath, a story that narrates the travel of his family from Oklahoma to California in the midst of the Great Depression.Original Concept: user ivanzeljkovicHis video was a true inspiration, therefore I decided to translate part of the video to my own language and update it to the current global events. @ ivanzeljkovic: My homage to you sir.Tom Joad es un personaje ficticio salido de la novela de John Steinbeck "Las Uvas de la Ira", la historia del viaje que él y su familia emprenden desde Oklahoma hasta California en la época de la Gran Depresión.Concepto original: usuario ivanzeljkovicSu vídeo fue una gran inspiración y es gracias a eso que decidí traducir parte del material al español y actualizar el clip con los eventos mundiales que están sucediendo.@ ivanzeljkovic: Un homenaje a tu trabajo.Long live Tom Joad´s spiritQue viva el espíritu de Tom JoadLyrics / LetraMan walks along the railroad tracksHe's goin' someplace, and there's no turnin' backThe highway patrol chopper comin' up over the ridgeMan sleeps by a campfire under the bridgeThe shelter line stretchin' around the cornerWelcome to the New World OrderFamilies sleepin' in their cars out in the SouthwestNo job, no home, no peace, no restNo rest!The highway is alive tonightNobody's foolin' nobody as to where it goesI'm sitting down here in the campfire lightSearchin' for the ghost of Tom JoadHe pulls his prayer book out of his sleepin' bagThe Preacher lights up a butt and takes a dragHe's waitin' for the time when the last shall be first and the first shall be lastIn a cardboard box 'neath the underpassWith a one way ticket to the promised landWith a hole in your belly and a gun in your handSearching for a pillow of solid rockBathin' in the city's aquaductThe highway is alive tonightNobody's foolin' nobody as to where it goesI'm sittin' down here in the campfire lightWith the Ghost of old Tom JoadNow Tom said, "Wherever you seen a cop beatin' a guyWherever a hungry newborn baby criesWherever there's a fight against the blood and hatred in the airLook for me Ma, I'll be thereWherever somebody's strugglin' for a place to standFor a decent job or a helpin' handWherever somebody's strugglin' to be freeLook in their eyes, Ma, you'll see me"You'll see me (x8)The highway is alive tonightNobody's foolin' nobody as to where it goesI'm sittin' down here in the campfire lightWith the ghost of Tom Joad