Bruce Fredrick Joseph Springsteen(born September 23, 1949) is an American singer-songwriterand guitarist. He has frequently recorded and toured with The E Street Band. A musical heir to Elvis Presley, Woody Guthrie, and Bob Dylan, Springsteen is most widely known for his brand of heartland rockinfused with pop hooks, poetic lyrics, and americanasentiments centered around his native New Jersey. Also known as "The Boss" His eloquence in expressing ordinary, everyday problems has earned him numerous awards, including Grammy Awards and an Oscar, along with a huge fan base. His most famous albums, Born to Run and Born in the U.S.A., epitomize his penchant for finding grandeur in the struggles of daily life.
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Bruce Springsteen
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 stocktons 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 wed live forever on the backstreets we take it together
Endless juke joints and valentino drag where dancers scraped the tears
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 dont 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 youre like an angel on my chest
Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness
Remember all the movies, terry, wed go see
Trying to learn how to walk like heroes we thought we had to be
And after all this time to find were 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