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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 find out how it feels I want to know if love is wild girl I want to know if love is real Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard The 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 a mist I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight In an everlasting kiss The highway's 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'll 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 |
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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 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. |
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The River
I come from down in the valley Where mister, when you're young They bring you up to do, like your daddy done Me and Mary we met in high school When she was just seventeen We'd drive out of this valley Down to where the fields were green We'd go down to the river And into the river we'd dive Oh down to the river we'd ride Then I got Mary pregnant And man that was all she wrote And for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a weddin' coat We went down to the courthouse And the judge put it all to rest No wedding day smiles, No walk down the aisle No flowers, No wedding dress That night we went down to the river And into the river we'd dive Oh down to the river we did ride I got a job workin' construction For the Johnstown company But lately there ain't been much work On accounta the economy Well all them things that seemed so important Well, mister they vanished right into the air Now I just act like I don't remember Mary acts like she don't care But I remember us ridin' in my brother's car Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir At night on those banks I'd lie awake And pull her close just to feel each breath she takes Now those memories come back to haunt me They haunt me like a curse Is a dream a lie, if it don't come true Or is it something worse? That sends me down to the river Though I know the river is dry That sends me down to the river tonight Down to the river My baby and I Oh down to the river we ride |
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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 (Chorus) Everybody′s got a hungry heart Everybody′s got a hungry heart Lay down your money and you play your part Everybody′s got a hungry heart I met her in a Kingstown bar We fell in love I knew it had to end We took what we had and we ripped it apart Now here I am down in Kingstone again (Chorus) Everybody needs a place to rest Everybody wants to have a home Don′t make no difference what nobody says Ain′t nobody like to be alone (Chorus) |
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Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they′re gettin′ ready for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do Now there′s trouble busin′ in from outta state and the D.A. can′t get no relief Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and the gamblin′ commission′s hangin′ on by the skin of its teeth (Chorus) Well now everything dies baby that′s a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City Well I got a job and tried to put my money away But I got debts that no honest man can pay So I drew what I had from the Central Trust And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus (Chorus) Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold but with you forever I′ll stay We′re goin′ out where the sand′s turnin′ to gold so put on your stockin′s baby `cause the night′s getting cold And everything dies baby that′s a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back Now I been lookin′ for a job but it′s hard to find Down here it′s just winners and losers and don′t get caught on the wrong side of that line Well I′m tired of comin′ out on the losin′ end So honey last night I met this guy and I′m gonna do a little favor for him Well I guess everything dies baby that′s a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back Put your hair up nice and set up pretty and meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City |
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Get up in the evening
And I ain't got nothing to say I come home in the morning I go to bed feeling the same way I ain't nothing but tired Man, I'm just tired and bored with myself Hey there baby I could use just a little help Chorus You can't start a fire You can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark Message keeps getting clearer Radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place I check my looks in the mirror I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face Man, I ain't getting nowhere just living in a dump like this There's something happening somewhere Baby I just know that there is Chorus You sit around getting older There's a joke here somewhere and it's on me I'll shake this world off my shoulders Come on baby the laugh's on me Stay on the streets of this town And they'll be carving you up all night They say you gotta stay hungry Hey baby I'm just about starving tonight I'm dying for some action I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book I need a love reaction Come on now baby gimme just one look Chorus You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart This gun's for hire 저녁때 일하러 가기 위해 일어나면 할말이 별루 없어. 아침에 집으로 돌아와서 잠자러 갈 때도 기분은 마찬가지지. 난 그저 피곤할뿐이야. 그저 피곤하고 나 자신한테 짜증이 났을뿐이라구. 이봐, 거기, 나좀 도와줄수 있지 않겠어. 후렴 불씨 없이, 불씨 없이 불을 피울순 없지. ......... 아무리 우리가 이 어둠 속에서 그냥 춤만 춘다 해도 말야. 점점 그 뜻이 명확해지고 있어. 라디오는 켜져 있고, 난 계속 이리저리 왔다갔다만 하고 있지. 내 모습을 거울에 비춰보니, 내 옷, 내 머리 스타일, 내 얼굴까지 바꾸고 싶은 생각만 들어. 이딴식으로 멍청하게 살다간, 암껏도 할수 없을꺼야. 어딘가에서 뭔 일인가가 일어나고 있어. 난 그게 뭔지 알고 싶을 뿐이라구. 후렴. 그렇게 앉아서 그저 나이만 먹어가겠지. 여기 저기서 농담따먹기 하는 소리가 들려. 그리고 그건 나에 대한 거라구. 이런 세상하곤 관계를 끊어버릴꺼야. 봐, 나를 보고 웃고 있잖아. 이 동네 거리에 주저 앉아 있어봐. 그리고 사람들은 밤새도록 널 벗겨먹으려 들꺼야. 배고파 굶주린 상태로 있으라 말하지. 이봐, 나 오늘 당장 굶어죽을 지경이란말야. 이런 것 하다가 난 죽어 버릴 것 같애. 이렇게 앉아서 뭐나 쓰려고 하는것 따위엔 싫증이 났어. 지쳤다구. 내게도 사랑이 필요해. 이봐, 날 그냥 한번만이라도 바라봐주기만 해줘. 후렴 조각조각 떨어져나가는 그 조그만 니 세계에 대해서 걱정하다간 불을 피워낼수 없어. |
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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 Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Got in a little hometown jam So they put a rifle in my hand Sent me off to a foreign land To go and kill the yellow man Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Come back home to the refinery Hiring man says "Son if it was up to me" Went down to see my V.A. man He said "Son, don't you understand" I had a brother at Khe Sanh fighting off the Viet Cong They're still there, he's all gone He had a woman he loved in Saigon I got a picture of him in her arms now Down in the shadow of the penitentiary Out by the gas fires of the refinery I'm ten years burning down the road Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A. |
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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 He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around this is your hometown This is your hometown This is your hometown This is your hometown In `65 tension was running high at my high school There was a lot of fights between the black and white There was nothing you could do Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun Words were passed in a shotgun blast Troubled times had come to my hometown My hometown My hometown My hometown Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to your hometown Your hometown Your hometown Your hometown Last night me and Kate we laid in bed talking about getting out Packing up our bags maybe heading south I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around This is your hometown |
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I had a friend was a big baseball player
back in high school He could throw that speedball by you Make you look like a fool boy Saw him the other night at this roadside bar I was walking in, he was walking out We went back inside sat down had a few drinks but all he kept talking about was Chorus: Glory days well they'll pass you by Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days, glory days Well there's a girl that lives up the block back in school she could turn all the boy's heads Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by and have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed Her and her husband Bobby well they split up I guess it's two years gone by now We just sit around talking about the old times, she says when she feels like crying she starts laughing thinking about Chorus Now I think I'm going down to the well tonight and I'm going to drink till I get my fill And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it but I probably will Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture a little of the glory of, well time slips away and leaves you with nothing mister but boring stories of glory days Chorus (repeat twice) |
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I hold you in my arms
as the band plays What are those words whispered baby just as you turn away I saw you last night out on the edge of town I wanna read your mind To know just what I′ve got in this new thing I′ve found So tell me what I see when I look in your eyes Is that you baby or just a brilliant disguise I heard somebody call your name from underneath our willow I saw something tucked in shame underneath your pillow Well I′ve tried so hard baby but I just can′t see What a woman like you is doing with me So tell me who I see when I look in your eyes Is that you baby or just a brilliant disguise Now look at me baby struggling to do everything right And then it all falls apart when out go the lights I′m just a lonely pilgrim I walk this world in wealth I want to know if it′s you I don′t trust ′cause I damn sure don′t trust myself Now you play the loving woman I′ll play the faithful man But just don′t look too close into the palm of my hand We stood at the alter the gypsy swore our future was right But come the wee wee hours Well maybe baby the gypsy lied So when you look at me you better look hard and look twice Is that me baby or just a brilliant disguise Tonight our bed is cold I′m lost in the darkness of our love God have mercy on the man Who doubts what he′s sure of |
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You and me we were the pretenders
We let it all slip away In the end what you don′t surrender Well the world just strips away Girl, ain′t no kindness in the face of strangers Ain′t gonna find no miracles here Well you can wait on your blesses my darlin′ But I got a deal for you right here I ain′t lookin′ for praise or pity I ain′t comin′ ′round searchin′ for a crutch I just want someone to talk to And a little of that Human Touch Just a little of that Human Touch Ain′t no mercy on the streets of this town Ain′t no bread from heavenly skies Ain′t nobody drawin′ wine from this blood It′s just you and me tonight Tell me, in a world without pity Do you think what I′m askin′s too much I just want something to hold on to And a little of that Human Touch Just a little of that Human Touch Oh girl that feeling of safety you prize Well it comes at a hard hard price You can′t shut off the risk and the pain Without losin′ the love that remains We′re all riders on this train So you′ve been broken and you′ve been hurt Show me somebody who ain′t Yeah, I know I ain′t nobody′s bargain But, hell, a little touchup and a little paint... You might need somethin′ to hold on to When all the answers, they don′t amount to much Somebody that you could just to talk to And a little of that Human Touch Baby, in a world without pity Do you think what I′m askin′s too much I just want to feel you in my arms Share a little of that Human Touch Feel a little of that Human Touch Give me a little of that Human Touch |
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Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening
To the hours and minutes tickin' away Yeah, just sittin' around, waitin' for my life to begin While it was all just slippin' away And I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come For that train to come roarin' 'round the bend I got a new suit of clothes and a pretty red rose And a woman I can call my friend These are better days, baby There's better days shining through These are better days, baby Better days with a girl like you Well, I took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss It's like eatin' caviar and dirt It's a sad, funny ending to find yourself pretending You're a rich man in a poor man's shirt Now my ass was draggin' when from a passin' gypsy wagon Your heart like a diamond shone Tonight, I'm layin' in your arms, carvin' lucky charms Out of these hard luck bones These are better days, baby These are better days, it's true These are better days, baby There's better days shining through Now, a life of leisure and a pirate's treasure Don't make much for tragedy But it's a sad man, my friend, who's livin' in his own skin And can't stand the company Every fool's got a reason to feelin' sorry for himself And turnin' his heart to stone Tonight this fool's halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell And I feel like I'm comin' home These are better days, baby There's better days shining through These are better days, baby Better days with a girl like you These are better days, baby These are better days, it's true These are better days, baby Better days are shining through These are better days, baby Better days, it's true These are better days, baby Better days are shining through These are better days, baby ??? These are better days, baby Better days are shining through |
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I was bruised and battered and I couldn’t tell what I felt
I was unrecognizable to myself Saw my reflection in a window I didn’t know my own face Oh brother are you gonna leave me wasting away On the streets of Philadelphia I walked the avenue till my legs felt like stone I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone At night I could hear the blood in my veins Just as black and wispering as the rain On the streets of Philadelphia Ain’t no angel gonna greet me It’s just you and I my friend And my clothes don’t fit me no more I walked a thousand miles just to slip this skin The night has fallen, I’m lyin’ awake I can feel myself fading away So receive me brother with your faithless kiss or will we leave each other alone like this On the streets of Philadelphia |
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She'll let you in her house
If you've come knocking late at night She'll let you in her mouth If the words you say are right If you pay the price She'll let you deep inside But there's a secret garden she hides She'll let you in her car To go driving around She'll let you into the parts of herself That'll bring you down She'll let you in her heart If you got a hammer and a vise But into her secret garden, don't think twice You've gone a million miles How far'd you get To that place where you can't remember And you can't forget She'll lead you down the path There'll be tenderness in the air She'll let you come just far enough So you know she's really there And she'll look at you and smile And her eyes will say She's got a secret garden Where everything you want Where everything you need Will always stay A million miles away |
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Bobby's got a gun that he keeps beneath his pillow (oh yeah)
Out on the street your chances are zero (oh yeah) Take a look around you (come on down) It ain't too complicated You're messin' with Murder Incorporated Now you check over your shoulder everywhere that you go (oh yeah) Walkin' down the street, there's eyes in every shadow (oh yeah) You better take a look around you (come on down) That equipment you got's so outdated You can't compete with Murder Incorporated Everywhere you look now there's Murder Incorporated So you keep a little secret down deep inside your dresser drawer From dealing with the heat you're feelin' down on the killin' floor No matter where you step you feel you're never out of danger So the comfort that you keeps a gold-plated snub-nose thirty-two I heard that you You got a job downtown, man it leaves your head cold (oh yea) And everywhere you look life ain't got no soul (oh yeah) That apartment you live in feels like it's just a place to hide When your walkin' down the streets you won't meet no one eye to eye Now the cops reported you as just another homicide I can tell that you was just frustrated from livin' with Murder Incorporated Incorporated Everywhere you look now Murder Incorporated Down on your knees Murder Incorporated Everywhere that you turn it's murder Incorporated |
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We played king of the mountain out on the end
The world come chargin' up the hill, and we were women and men Now there's so much that time, time and memory fade away We got our own roads to ride and chances we gotta take We stood side by side each one fightin' for the other We said until we died we'd always be blood brothers Now the hardness of this world slowly grinds your dreams away Makin' a fool's joke out of the promises we make And what once seemed black and white turns to so many shades of gray We lose ourselves in work to do and bills to pay And it's a ride, ride, ride, and there ain't much cover With no one runnin' by your side my blood brother On through the houses of the dead past those fallen in their tracks Always movin' ahead and never lookin' back Now I don't know how I feel, I don't know how I feel tonight If I've fallen 'neath the wheel, if I've lost or I've gained sight I don't even know why, I don't why I made this call Or if any of this matters anymore after all But the stars are burnin' bright like some mystery uncovered I'll keep movin' through the dark with you in my heart My blood brother |
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Hey there mister can you tell me what happened to the seeds I've sown
Can you give me a reason sir as to why they've never grown They've just blown around from town to town Till they're back out on these fields Where they fall from my hand Back into the dirt of this hard land Now me and my sister from Germantown we did ride We made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainside We been blowin' around from town to town Lookin for a place to stand Where the sun burst through the cloud to fall like a circle Like a circle of fire down on this hard land Now even the rain it don't come 'round It don't come 'round here no more And the only sound at night's the wind Slammin' the back porch door It just stirs you up like it wants to blow you down Twistin' and churnin' up the sand Leavin' all them scarecrows lyin' face down Face down in the dirt of this hard land From a building up on the hill I can hear a tape deck blastin' "Home on the Range" I can see them Bar-M choppers sweepin' low across the plains It's me and you Frank we're lookin' for lost cattle Our hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sand We're ridin' in the whirlwind searchin' for lost treasure Way down south of the Rio Grande We're ridin' cross that river in the moonlight Up onto the banks of this hard land Hey Frank won't ya pack your bags And meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall Just one kiss from you my brother and we'll ride until we fall Well sleep in the fields, we'll sleep by the rivers And in the morning we'll make a plan We'll if you can't make it Stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive If you can And meet me in a dream of this hard land |
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