Single / Track
Born to Run (Live at Brendan Byrne Arena, E. Rutherford, NJ - 7/9/1981)
Lyrics
One, two
In the day, we sweat it out on the streets
Of a runaway American dream
At night, we ride through mansions of glory
In suicide machines
Sprung from cages on Highway 9
Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected
Stepping out over the line
Whoa, baby, this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, a suicide rap
We get out while we're young
It's tramps like us, baby, we were born to run
Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend
I wanna guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
Strap your hands 'cross my engines
Together we could break this trap
Until we drop, baby, we'll never go back
Whoa, will you walk with me out on the wire?
Girl, I'm just a scared and lonely rider
I gotta find out how it feels
I wanna know if love is wild, I wanna know if love is real
Can you show me?
Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors, the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark, kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I wanna die with you, Wendy, on the street tonight in an everlasting kiss
One, two, three
Highway's jammed with broken heroes
Last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight
There's no place left to hide
Together, Wendy, we'll live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Whoa, someday girl, don't know when
Gonna get to that place we really wanna go
We'll walk in the sun
Until then tramps like us, baby, we were born to run
Say, tramps like us (baby, we were born to run)
Oh, tramps like us, baby, we were born to run
Whoa-oh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh