Backstreets - Live at the Roxy Theatre, W. Hollywood, CA - July 1978

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
Gettin' wasted in the heat

Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
With a love so hard and filled with defeat, hey!
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, waitin' for the bells that ring
In the deep heart of the night
They set us loose from everything

To go, running on the backstreets
Running on the backstreets
We swore, we'd live forever
On them backstreets we take it together

Endless juke joints and Valentino drag
Where dancers scraped the tears up off the streets dressed down in rags
Running into the darkness, some hurt bad, some really dying
At night sometimes it seemed
You could hear that whole damn city crying
Blame it on the lies that killed us
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
And there was nothing left to say
Except I hated him and I hated you
When you went away

Now laying here in the dark
You're like an angel on my chest
Just another tramp of hearts
Cryin' tears of faithlessness
Remember all the movies
Terry, that 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

To the end

Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
We'll go hiding on the backstreets

On the backstreets
On the backstreets
On the backstreets
On the backstreets
On the backstreets
On the backstreets



Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen
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