Born To Run - Bruce Springsteen
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 on Highway Nine Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin’ out over the line Oh, 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 Yes, girl, we are Wendy, let me in I wanna be your friend I wanna guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your legs ‘round these velvet rims And strap your hands ‘cross my engines Together we could break this trap We’ll run till we drop, baby we’ll never go back Oh, 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 wanna know if love is wild, babe, I wanna know if love is real Oh, can ya show me Huh, sax (Sax Solo) Beyond the palace, hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard The amusement park rises bold and stark Kids are huddled on the beach in the mist I wanna die with ya, Wendy, on the street tonight In an everlastin’ kiss, ha (Guitar Solo) One, two, three, four The highway’s jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive Well, 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 Oh, someday girl, I don't know when we’re gonna get to that place Where we really wanna go and we’ll walk in the sun But till then, tramps like us, baby, we were born to run Come on, Honey, tramps like us Baby, we were born to run Come on Wendy, tramps like us Baby, we were born to run Whoa, a-whoa, mmm, mmm, ahh, ahh, aah Whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oo, ooo Mmm, mmm, whoa, ooo, ooo, whoa, oh, oh, oh, ooo, ooo
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Title: Born To Run