Song | Backstreets - Live |
Artist | Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band |
Album | Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band Live 1975-85 (Display Box) |
作词 : 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 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 | |
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 |
zuò cí : 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 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 | |
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 |