Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteenis an American musician, singer, songwriter, and humanitarian. He is best known for his work with his E Street Band. Nicknamed "The Boss", Springsteen is widely known for his brand of poetic lyrics, Americana, working class and sometimes political sentiments centered on his native New Jersey, his distinctive voice and his lengthy and energetic stage performances, with concerts from the 1970s to the present decade running over three hours in length...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionRock Singer
Date of Birth23 September 1949
CityLong Beach, NJ
CountryUnited States of America
The school system only recognizes one type of intelligence. There are so many different types of intelligence.
I understand that it's the music that keeps me alive... That's my lifeblood. And to give that up for, like, the TV, the cars, the houses - that's not the American dream. That's the booby prize, in the end. Those are the booby prizes. And if you fall for them - if, when you achieve them, you believe that this is the end in and of itself - then you've been suckered in. Because those are the consolation prizes, if you're not careful, for selling yourself out, or letting the best of yourself slip away.
Gonna be a twister to blow everything down That ain't got the faith to stand its ground Blow away the dreams that tear you apart Blow away the dreams that break your heart Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted.
Dancing in the dark. Does fortune wait or just the black hand of fate, It'll take your God filled soul. Fill it with devils.
Our American government has strayed too far from American values. It is time to move forward. The country we carry in our hearts is waiting.
When I first started in rock, I had a big guy's audience for my early records. I had a very straight image, particularly through the mid '80s.
That you know flag flying over the courthouse Means certain things are set in stone Who we are, what we'll do and what we won't.
Here everybody has a neighbor Everybody has a friend Everybody has a reason to begin again.
So let's take the good times as they go and I'll meet you further on up the road...
Music was my way of keeping people from looking through and around me. I wanted the heavies to know I was around.
We're here to re-dedicate you to The Power, The Passion, The Mystery, and The Ministry of Rock and Roll.
The street's alive as secret debts are paid, Contacts made, they vanished unseen. Kids flash guitars just like switch-blades Hustling for the record machine. The hungry and the hunted explode into rock'n'roll bands That face off against each other out in the street, down in Jungleland.
You hung with me when all the others turned away, turned up their noses We liked the same music, we liked the same bands, we liked the same clothes Yeah we told each other that we were the wildest, the wildest things we'd ever seen Now I wish you would have told me, I wish I could have talked to you Just to say goodbye, Bobby Jean.
Just sitting back trying to recapture a little of the glory of... Well, the time slips away and leaves you with nothing, mister, but boring stories of Glory days - yeah, they'll pass you by, Glory days - in the wink of a young girl's eye.