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Blinded By The Light (live)
Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat. In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat. With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round.
It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City
I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra. I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova. I could walk like Brando right into the sun, then dance just like a Casanova.
Growin' Up
I stood stone-like at midnight, suspended in my masquerade. I combed my hair till it was just right and commanded the night brigade. I was open to pain and crossed by the rain and I walked on a crooked crutch.
Cover Me
The times are tough now, just getting tougher. This old world is rough, it's just getting rougher. Cover me, come on baby, cover me. Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me.
Darkness On The Edge Of Town
They're still racing out at the trestles. But that blood it never burned in her veins. Now I hear she's got a house up in fairview. And a style she's trying to maintain.
Born In The U.s.a.
Born down in a dead man's town. The first kick I took was when I hit the ground. You end up like a dog that's been beat too much. Till you spend half your life just covering up.
Adam Raised A Cain
In the summer that I was baptized. My father held me to his side. As they put me to the water. He said how on that day I cried. We were prisoners of love, a love in chains.
Working On The Highway
Friday night's pay night, guys fresh out of work. Talking about the weekend, scrubbing off the dirt. Some heading home to their families, some looking to get hurt.
Tenth Avenue Freeze Out
Tear drops on the city, Bad Scooter searching for his groove. Seem like the whole world walking pretty and you can't find the room to move. Well, everybody better move over, that's all.
Johnny 99
Well a great black river a man had found. So he put all his money in a hole in the ground. And sent a big steel arm drivin' down down down. Man now I live on the streets of Houston town.
My Hometown
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand. Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man. I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town.
Nebraska
I saw her standin' on her front lawn just twirlin' her baton. Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died. . From the town of Lincoln Nebraska with a sawed-off .410 on my lap.
Darlington County
Driving in to Darlington County. Me and Wayne on the Fourth of July. Driving in to Darlington County. Looking for some work on the county line. We drove down from New York City.
Backstreets
One soft infested summer, me and Terry became friends. Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in. Catching rides to the outskirts, tying faith between our teeth.
Growin' Up (live)
I stood stone-like at midnight, suspended in my masquerade. I combed my hair till it was just right and commanded the night brigade. I was open to pain and crossed by the rain and I walked on a crooked crutch.
You Can Look (but You Better Not Touch)
Yesterday I went shopping buddy down to the mall. Looking for something pretty I could hang on my wall. I knocked over a lamp before it hit the floor I caught it.
Spirit In The Night
Crazy Janey and her mission man. Were back in the alley tradin' hands. 'Long came Wild Billy with his friend G-Man. All duded up for Saturday night. Well, Billy slammed on his coaster brakes.
Born To Run
In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream. At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines. Sprung from cages out on highway nine,.
Hungry Heart
Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack. I went out for a ride and I never went back. Like a river that don't know where it's flowing. I took a wrong turn and I just kept going.
Born To Run
Ha. In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream. At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines. Sprung from cages out on highway 9.
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