Bruce Springsteen

Born To Run (1975)

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5.     Born to Run

6.     She's the One

7.     Meeting Across the River

8.     Jungleland

 

 

 

Thunder Road

 
   

The screen door slams

 

Mary's dress waves

 

Like a vision she dances across the porch

 

As the radio plays

 

Roy Orbison singing for the lonely

 

Hey that's me and I want you only

 

Don't turn me home again

 

I just can't face myself alone again

 

Don't run back inside

 

darling you know just what I'm here for

 

So you're scared and you're thinking

 

That maybe we ain't that young anymore

 

Show a little faith, there's magic in the night

 

You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright

 

Oh and that's alright with me

 

You can hide `neath your covers

 

And study your pain

 

Make crosses from your lovers

 

Throw roses in the rain

 

Waste your summer praying in vain

 

For a savior to rise from these streets

 

Well now I'm no hero

 

That's understood

 

All the redemption I can offer, girl

 

Is beneath this dirty hood

 

With a chance to make it good somehow

 

Hey what else can we do now

 

Except roll down the window

 

And let the wind blow back your hair

 

Well the night's busting open

 

These two lanes will take us anywhere

 

We got one last chance to make it real

 

To trade in these wings on some wheels

 

Climb in back

 

Heaven's waiting on down the tracks

 

Oh oh come take my hand

 

Riding out tonight to case the promised land

 

Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road

 

Lying out there like a killer in the sun

 

Hey I know it's late we can make it if we run

 

Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold

 

Thunder Road

 

Well I got this guitar

 

And I learned how to make it talk

 

And my car's out back

 

If you're ready to take that long walk

 

From your front porch to my front seat

 

The door's open but the ride it ain't free

 

And I know you're lonely

 

For words that I ain't spoken

 

But tonight we'll be free

 

All the promises'll be broken

 

There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent away

 

They haunt this dusty beach road

 

In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets

 

They scream your name at night in the street

 

Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet

 

And in the lonely cool before dawn

 

You hear their engines roaring on

 

But when you get to the porch they're gone

 

On the wind, so Mary climb in

 

It's a town full of losers

 

And I'm pulling out of here to win.

 

 

 

 

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

 

I'm running on the bad side

 

And I got my back to the wall

 

Tenth Avenue freeze-out, Tenth Avenue freeze-out

 

 

 

I'm stranded in the jungle

 

Taking all the heat they was giving

 

The night is dark but the sidewalk's bright

 

And lined with the light of the living

 

From a tenement window a transistor blasts

 

Turn around the corner things got real quiet real fast

 

She hit me with a Tenth Avenue freeze-out

 

Tenth Avenue freeze-out

 

And I'm all alone, I'm all alone

 

And kid you better get the picture

 

And I'm on my own, I'm on my own

 

And I can't go home

 

 

 

When the change was made uptown

 

And the Big Man joined the band

 

From the coastline to the city

 

All the little pretties raise their hands

 

I'm gonna sit back right easy and laugh

 

When Scooter and the Big Man bust this city in half

 

With a Tenth Avenue freeze-out, Tenth Avenue freeze-out

 

Tenth Avenue freeze-out...

 

 

 

Night

 
   

You get up every morning at the sound of the bell

 

You get to work late and the boss man's giving you hell

 

Till you're out on a midnight run

 

Losing your heart to a beautiful one

 

And it feels right as you lock up the house

 

Turn out the lights and step out into the night

 

 

 

And the world is busting at its seams

 

And you're just a prisoner of your dreams

 

Holding on for your life `cause you work all day

 

To blow `em away in the night

 

 

 

The rat traps filled with soul crusaders

 

The circuits lined and jammed with chromed invaders

 

And she's so pretty that you're lost in the stars

 

As you jockey your way through the cars

 

And sit at the light, as it changes to green

 

With your faith in your machine off you scream into the night

 

 

 

And you're in love with all the wonder it brings

 

And every muscle in your body sings as the highway ignites

 

You work nine to five and somehow you survive till the night

 

Hell all day they're busting you up on the outside

 

But tonight you're gonna break on through to the inside

 

And it'll be right, it'll be right, and it'll be tonight

 

 

 

And you know she will be waiting there

 

And you'll find her somehow you swear

 

Somewhere tonight you run sad and free

 

Until all you can see is the night

 

 

 

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

 

Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house getting wasted in the heat

 

And hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets

 

With a love so hard and filled with defeat

 

Running for our lives at night on them backstreets

 

Slow dancing in the dark on the beach at Stockton's Wing

 

Where desperate lovers park we sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings

 

Huddled in our cars waiting for the bells that ring

 

In the deep heart of the night to set us loose from everything

 

to go running on the backstreets, running on the backstreets

 

We swore we'd live forever on the backstreets we take it together

 

Endless juke joints and Valentino drag where dancers scraped the tears (1)(2)

 

Up off the street dressed down in rags running into the darkness

 

Some hurt bad some really dying at night sometimes it seemed

 

You could hear the whole damn city crying blame it on the lies that killed us

 

Blame it on the truth that ran us down you can blame it all on me Terry

 

It don't matter to me now when the breakdown hit at midnight

 

There was nothing left to say but I hated him and I hated you when you went away

 

Laying here in the dark you're like an angel on my chest

 

Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness

 

Remember all the movies, Terry, we'd go see

 

Trying to learn how to walk like heroes we thought we had to be

 

And after all this time to find we're just like all the rest

 

Stranded in the park and forced to confess

 

To hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets

 

We swore forever friends on the backstreets until the end

 

Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets

 

  

 

 

Born To Run

 

 

 

In the day we sweat it out in 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

 

Chrome wheeled, fuel injected

 

And steppin' out over the line

 

Baby this town rips the bones from your back

 

It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap

 

We gotta get out while we're young

 

'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run

 

Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend

 

I want to guard your dreams and visions

 

Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims

 

And strap your hands across my engines

 

Together we could break this trap

 

We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back

 

Will you walk with me out on the wire

 

'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider

 

But I gotta know how it feels

 

I want to know if your love is wild

 

Girl I want to know if love is real

 

Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard

 

The girl comb their hair in rear-view mirrors

 

And the boys try to look so hard

 

The amusement park rises bold and stark

 

Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist

 

I wanna die with you out on the streets tonight

 

In an everlasting kiss

 

The highways jammed with broken heroes

 

On a last chance power drive

 

Everybody's out on the run tonight

 

But there's no place left to hide

 

Together, Wendy, we can live with the sadness

 

I'll love you with all the madness in my soul

 

Someday girl, I don't know when, we're gonna get to that place

 

Where we really want to go

 

And we'll walk in the sun

 

But till then tramps like us

 

Baby we were born to run

 
   

She's The One

 

 

 

With her killer graces and her secret places

 

That no boy can fill with her hands on her hips

 

Oh and that smile on her lips

 

Because she knows that it kills me

 

With her soft french cream

 

Standing in that doorway like a dream

 

I wish she'd just leave me alone

 

Because french cream won't soften them boots

 

And french kisses will not break that heart of stone

 

With her long hair falling

 

And her eyes that shine like a midnight sun

 

Oh-o she's the one, she's the one

 

 

 

That Thunder in your heart

 

At night when you're kneeling in the dark

 

It says you're never gonna leave her

 

But there's this angel in her eyes

 

That tells such desperate lies

 

And all you want to do is believe her

 

And tonight you'll try just one more time

 

To leave it all behind and to break on through

 

Oh she can take you, but if she wants to break you

 

She's gonna find out that ain't so easy to do

 

And no matter where you sleep tonight or how far you run

 

Oh-o she's the one, she's the one

 

 

 

Oh-o and just one kiss

 

She'd fill them long summer nights

 

With her tenderness that secret pact you made

 

Back when her love could save you from the bitterness

 

Oh she's the one, oh she's the one

 

Oh she's the one, oh she's the one

 

Oh she's the one, oh she's the one

 

 

 

Meeting Across The River

 
   

Hey, Eddie, can you lend me a few bucks

 

And tonight can you get us a ride

 

Gotta make it through the tunnel

 

Got a meeting with a man on the other side

 

 

 

Hey Eddie, this guy, he's the real thing

 

So if you want to come along

 

You gotta promise you won't say anything

 

`Cause this guy don't dance

 

And the word's been passed this is our last chance

 

 

 

We gotta stay cool tonight, Eddie

 

`Cause man, we got ourselves out on that line

 

And if we blow this one

 

They ain't gonna be looking for just me this time

 

 

 

And all we gotta do is hold up our end

 

Here stuff this in your pocket

 

It'll look like you're carrying a friend

 

And remember, just don't smile

 

Change your shirt, `cause tonight we got style

 

Well Cherry says she's gonna walk

 

`Cause she found out I took her radio and hocked it

 

But Eddie, man, she don't understand

 

That two grand's practically sitting here in my pocket

 

 

 

And tonight's gonna be everything that I said

 

And when I walk through that door

 

I'm just gonna throw that money on the bed

 

She'll see this time I wasn't just talking

 

Then I'm gonna go out walking

 

 

 

Hey Eddie, can you catch us a ride?

 

 

 

Jungleland

 
   

The rangers had a homecoming in Harlem late last night

 

And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine over the Jersey state line

 

Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge

 

Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain

 

The Rat pulls into town rolls up his pants

 

Together they take a stab at romance and disappear down Flamingo Lane

 

 

 

Well the Maximum Lawman run down Flamingo chasing the Rat and the barefoot

 

And the kids round here look just like shadows always quiet, holding hands

 

From the churches to the jails tonight all is silence in the world

 

As we take our stand down in Jungleland

 

 

 

The midnight gang's assembled and picked a rendezvous for the night

 

They'll meet `neath that giant Exxon sign that brings this fair city light

 

Man there's an opera out on the Turnpike

 

There's a ballet being fought out in the alley

 

Until the local cops, Cherry Tops, rips this holy night

 

The street's alive as secret debts are paid

 

Contacts made, they vanished unseen

 

Kids flash guitars just like switch-blades hustling for the record machine

 

The hungry and the hunted explode into rock'n'roll bands

 

That face off against each other out in the street down in Jungleland

 

 

 

In the parking lot the visionaries dress in the latest rage

 

Inside the backstreet girls are dancing to the records that the D.J. plays

 

Lonely-hearted lovers struggle in dark corners

 

Desperate as the night moves on, just a look and a whisper, and they're gone

 

 

 

Beneath the city two hearts beat

 

Soul engines running through a night so tender in a bedroom locked

 

In whispers of soft refusal and then surrender in the tunnels uptown

 

The Rat's own dream guns him down as shots echo down them hallways in the night

 

No one watches when the ambulance pulls away

 

Or as the girl shuts out the bedroom light

 

 

 

Outside the street's on fire in a real death waltz

 

Between flesh and what's fantasy and the poets down here

 

Don't write nothing at all, they just stand back and let it all be

 

And in the quick of the night they reach for their moment

 

And try to make an honest stand but they wind up wounded, not even dead

 

Tonight in Jungle land

 

 

 

Notes

 

Bruce Springsteen, introducing "Born to Run during a live performance in Australia in 1988:

"This is, uh, this is a song I've been singing for about fifteen years I guess...and uh, you know when we decided to come out on the road this time, I knew we wanted to come out and sing, sing a new song, that's my job, and uh...I kinda sat around and thought of things that would work and this is a song...I guess, it's changed a lot over the years as I've sung it and seemed to be able to open up and sort let the time in...when I wrote it I was 24 years old and I was sitting in my bedroom in Long Branch, New Jersey and I think back and it surprises me about how, how much I knew about what I wanted, because the questions that I asked myself in this song it seems like I've been trying to find the answers to them ever since and uh...I guess when I wrote this song I thought I was writing about a guy and a girl that wanted to run and keep on running...and that was a, a nice romantic idea, but uh, I realized that after I'd put all those people in all those cars I was going to have figure out someplace for them to go...and I realized that uh...in the end, I guess, that individual freedom when it's not connected to some sort of community or friends or the world outside, ends up feeling pretty meaningless...so I guess, that guy and that girl, they were out there looking for a connection, and I guess that's what I'm doing here tonight...so, uh, this is a song about two people trying to find their way home...I'd like to do it for ya and dedicate it to ya, and just say this song has kept me good company on my search and I hope it's kept you good company on yours..."

 

Lyrics © Bruce Springsteen  / Reproduction for commercial use strictly prohibited / Music-Graffiti 2013

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