Out in the Street Bruce Springsteen

talk the way I wanna talk When I'm out in the street When I'm out in the street When I'm out in the street, girl Well, I never feel alone When I'm out in the street, girl In the crowd I feel at

E Street Shuffle Bruce Springsteen

Sparks fly on E Street when the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot All the little girls' souls grow weak when the man-child gives them a double shot Them schoolboy pops pull out all the stops on

The E Street Shuffle Bruce Springsteen

Sparks fly on E Street when the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot All the little girls' souls grow weak when the man-child gives them a double shot Them schoolboy pops pull out all the stops on

Racing In The Street Bruce Springsteen

right I wanna blow 'em off in my first heat Summer's here and the time is right For goin' racin' in the street We take all the action we can meet And we cover all the northeast state When the strip

Racin in the Street Bruce Springsteen

Racin in the Street I got a 69 Chevy with a 396 Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor She's waitin' tonight down in the parking lot Outside the 7-11 store Me and my partner Sonny built her straight

Incident On 57th Street Bruce Springsteen

Incident On 57th Street Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night With bruised arms and broken rhythm in a beat up old Buick But dressed just like dynamite He tried sellin' his heart

It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City Bruce Springsteen

that man look pretty" The cripple on the corner cried out, "Nickels for your pity" Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty It's so hard to be a saint in the city I was the king of the alley,

Where the bands are Bruce Springsteen

I hear the guitars ringin' out Ringin' out down Union Street I hear the lead singer shoutin' out, girl I wanna be a slave to the beat Yeah, tonight I wanna break my chains Somebody break my heart

Wrong Side Of The Street Bruce Springsteen

Springsteen Turn on the radio, turn off the lights We'll bring an end, darling, to your endless night You're on the wrong side of the street.

Linda let me be the one Bruce Springsteen

The midnight boys are outside Scraping tears up off the street Standin' guard beneath the window Where only Linda sleeps The leader is a kid named Eddie Walkin' like an angel in defeat He trashes

Murder Incorporated (Live From Tramps) Bruce Springsteen

Bobby's got a gun that he keeps beneath his pillow Out on the street your chances are zero Take a look around you come on now It ain't too complicated You're messin' with Murder Incorporated Now you check

Does this Bus Stop at 82nd Street? Bruce Springsteen

a downtown train Christmas crier bustin' cane, he's in love again.

Don't Look Back Bruce Springsteen

Cold rain running down the front of my shirt I'm flat on my back wheels in the dirt Angel makes her face up out on baker street She's straddlin; the shifter in my front seat There's nothing to lose It's

Jackson Cage Bruce Springsteen

Driving home she grabs something to eat Turns a corner and drives down her street Into a row of houses she just melts away Like the scenery in another man's play Into a house where the blinds are

Jersey Girl Bruce Springsteen

Jersey Girl I got no time for the corner boys Down in the street makin' all that noise Or the girls out on the avenue 'Cause tonight, I wanna be with you Tonight I'm gonna take that ride Across

One Way Street Bruce Springsteen

Springsteen Well, if the sun should fall from the sky tomorrow If the rain brings a tear to your eye, I would share your sorrow If you must go, then take your leave Our love was strong, our love was sweet

Balboa Park Bruce Springsteen

He lay his blanket underneath the freeway As the evening sky grew dark Took a sniff of toncho from his coke can And headed through Balboa Park Where the men in their Mercedes Come nightly to employ

PINK CADILLAC Bruce Springsteen

come on over here and hug me Baby I'll spill the facts Well honey it ain't your money 'Cause baby I got plenty of that I love you for your pink Cadillac Crushed velvet seats Riding in the back

THE WISH Bruce Springsteen

Dirty old street all slushed up in the rain and snow Little boy and his ma shivering outside a rundown music store window That night on top of a Christmas tree shines one beautiful star And lying

Shut out the light Bruce Springsteen

The runway rushed up at him as he felt the wheels touch down He stood out on the blacktop and took a taxi into town He got out down on Main Street and went into a local bar He bought a drink and found

Murder Incorporated Bruce Springsteen

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

Held Up Without A Gun Bruce Springsteen

I was out driving, just a taking it slow Looked at my tank it was reading low Pulled in an Exxon station out on Highway One Help up without a gun Some damn fool with a guitar walkin′ down the street

Girls In Their Summer Clothes Bruce Springsteen

Well the street lights shine Down on Blessing Avenue Lovers they walk by Holdin' hands two by two A breeze crosses the porch Bicycle spokes spin 'round Jacket's on, I'm out the door Tonight I'm

The Street of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen

I was bruised and battered and I couldn't tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself I saw my reflection in a window I didn't know my own face Oh brother are you gonna leave me wasting away On

Held Up Without A Gun (Live) Bruce Springsteen

I was out driving just a taking it slow Looked at my tank it was reading low Pulled in a Exxon station out on Highway One Held up without a gun, held up without a gun Some damn fool with a guitar walkin

FRANKIE Bruce Springsteen

Dark weekends in the sun out on Chelsea Road Descending the stairs, Frankie, my one Check your makeup in the mirror c'mon babe let's go We'll dance 'round this dirty town 'til the night is all done

RANDOLPH STREET (MASTER OF ELECTRICITY) Bruce Springsteen

Times were good Hate was shallow Love was crazy and I had it in my marrow And I swear that I've seen your face somewhere back in that time and in that place Do you remember The old house stood

None But The Brave Bruce Springsteen

Tonight down on Union Street I′m thinking back, baby, to you and me To the way you used to be Your words come back to me From passing cars Voices sing out And empty bars where guitars ring out We

So young and in love Bruce Springsteen

There's flying angels on your fire escape They lie to your mama for you, try to keep you safe You're with them fire alley virgins on a midnight vamp Lost your heart on Main Street to a beautiful tramp

County Fair Bruce Springsteen

Every year when summer comes around They stretch a banner ′cross the main street in town You can feel somethin′s happenin′ in the air Well, from Carol′s house up on Telegraph Hill You can see the lights

PART MAN PART MONKEY Bruce Springsteen

They prosecuted some poor sucker in these United States For teaching that man descended from the apes They coulda settled that case without a fuss or fight If they'd seen me chasin' you, sugar, through

Part Man, Part Monkey Bruce Springsteen

They prosecuted some poor sucker in these United States For teaching that man descended from the apes They coulda settled that case without a fuss or fight If they'd seen me chasin' you, sugar, through

No Surrender Bruce Springsteen

We busted out of class had to get away from those fools We learned more from a three minute record than we ever learned in school Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound I can feel my heart begin

Thunder Road Bruce Springsteen

last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven's waitin' on down the tracks Oh oh come take my hand Riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh oh Thunder

Thunder Road (Live at Warner Hollywood Studios, Los Angeles, CA - September 1992) Bruce Springsteen

it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven's waitin' 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

JungleLand Bruce Springsteen

in JungleLand The midnight gang's assembled And picked a rendevous 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

The Promised Land Bruce Springsteen

The Promised Land On a rattlesnake freeway in the Utah desert I pick up my money and head back into town Drivin' cross the Waynesboro County Line I got the radio on, and I'm just killin' time

In Freehold Bruce Springsteen

In Freehold I was born right here on Randolph Street in Freehold Here right behind that big red maple, in Freehold Well I went to school right here Got laid and had my first beer, in Freehold

Drive All Night Bruce Springsteen

When I lost you honey sometimes I think I lost my guts too And I wish God would send me a word send me something I'm afraid to lose Lying in the heat of the night like prisoners all our lives I get

Lost In The Flood Bruce Springsteen

bald, through Vatican halls Pleadin' Immaculate Conception And everybody's wrecked on Main Street From drinkin' unholy blood Sticker smiles sweet, as Gunner breathes deep His ankles caked in mud

Roulette Bruce Springsteen

We left the toys out in the yard I took my wife and kids and left my home unguarded We packed what we could into the car No one here knows how it started Suddenly everything was just so out of control

Zero and blind Terry Bruce Springsteen

The Skulls met the Pythons Down at the First Street station Alliances have been made in alleyways All across the nation These boys live off the milk of a silver jet And the love of sweet young women

No Surrender Bruce Springsteen

No Surrender We busted out of class, Had to get away from those fools We learned more from a three minute record Than we ever learned in school Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound I

Dry Lightning Bruce Springsteen

I threw my robe on in the morning Watched the ring on the stove turn to red Stared hypnotized into a cup of coffee Pulled on my boots and made the bed Screen door hangin' off its hinges Kept bangin

Kitty's Back Bruce Springsteen

have got pretty thin It's tight on this fence since them young dudes are musclin' in Jack Knife cries 'cause baby's in a bundle She goes running nightly, lightly through the jungle And them tin

My Hometown Bruce Springsteen

I was eight years old, and runnin\' with A dime in my hand To the bus stop, to pick up a paper For my old man I\'d sit in his lap In that big old Buick And steer as we drove through town He\'d tossle

Backstreets Bruce Springsteen

Backstreets One soft infested summer, Me and Terry became friends, Trying in vain to breathe, The fire we were born in, Catching rides to the outskirts, Tying faith between our teeth, Sleeping

You'll Be Comin' Down Bruce Springsteen

You`ll Be Comin` Down Bruce Springstee n White roses and misty blue eyes Red mornin's and nothin' but grey skies A cup of coffee your heart shot clean through Jacket you bought me gone dazy grey-blue

The Ties That Bind Bruce Springsteen

You been hurt and you're all cried out you say You walk down the street pushin' people outta your way You packed your bags and all alone you wanna ride, You don't want nothin', don't need no one by

Sherry Darling Bruce Springsteen

Your Mamma's yappin' in the back seat Tell her to push over and move them big feet Every Monday morning I gotta drive her down to the unemployment agency Well this morning I ain't fighting tell her