Backstreets

Backstreets

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 out 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 in 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 the 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


Bruce Springsteen