Born to Run (Springsteen on Broadway)

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
We're sprung from cages out on Highway 9
Chrome wheeled, fuel-injected and stepping out over the line
Oh, baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we're young
'Cause 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
Yeah, just wrap your legs round these velvet rims
Strap your hands across my engines
And together we could break this trap
We'll run 'til we drop, and we'll never go back
Walk with me out on the wire
'Cause I'm just as scared and a lonely rider
I gotta find out how it feels
I want to know if love is wild, I want to know if love is real

Beyond the palace, hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
The girls comb their hair in rear view mirrors
And 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

The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight, but there's no place left to hide
So together, Wendy, we'll live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl, I don't know when, we're gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go
And we'll walk in the sun
Til' then tramps like us, baby we were born to run

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