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
Well now everything dies baby that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back.
Baby, this town rips the bones from our back it's a death trap, it's a suicide rap. We got to get out while we're young.
So tell me what I see when I look in your eyes, is that you baby or just a brilliant disguise?
We said we'd walk together baby come what may.That come the twilight should we lose our way.If as we're walkin a hand should slip free,I'll wait for you And should I fall behind,Wait for me.
Blood moon risin' in a sky of black dust, tell me baby, who do you trust?
Baby, in a world without pity Do you think what I'm askin's too much I just want to feel you in my arms Share a little of that Human Touch.
If the angels are unkind or the season is dark Or if in the end Love just falls apart Well then here's to our destruction Baby let me be your soul driver.
You'll walk with me out on the wire, cuz baby, I'm just a scared and lonely rider, but I gotta know how it feels... I want to know love is wild, babe, I want to know love is real.
Walk tall, or baby don't walk at all.
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and dull and cut a six inch valley through the middle of my soul.
They say "ya gotta stay hungry"... Hey Baby...I'm just about starvin' tonight!
We gotta get out while we're young, 'cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run.
We just sit around talking about the old times She says when she feels like crying she starts laughing thinking about: Glory days, well they'll pass you by Glory days, in the wink of a young girl's eye, Glory days, glory days
People deserve... the truth. They deserve honesty. The best music, you can seek some shelter in it momentarily, but it's essentially there to provide you something to face the world with.