It doesn't matter where I am or what I'm doing,
this song always commands my complete attention!
I grew up listening to his music, he's "The Boss" from Jersey...
To this day you can stumble upon him in a local bar
on a random Friday or Saturday night...
if your lucky.
So here is my tribute to "Bruce"...
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,
its a death trap, it's a suicide rap,
we gotta get out while were 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, well run till we drop,
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, well run till we drop,
baby well 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...
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...
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kids are huddled on the beach in a mist...
I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight, in an everlasting kiss.
The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive.
Everybodys out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide.
Together Wendy well live with the sadness,
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul.
I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight, in an everlasting kiss.
The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive.
Everybodys out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide.
Together Wendy well live with the sadness,
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul.
Someday girl I don't know when were 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!
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!
Sharing today's Bruce Springsteen song with
Thanks so much Kathy, this was PERFECT for me
and I am having a blast with this!!
All images taken during various visits to Asbury Park!!
