Greetings from Asbury Park, NJ. Released: 5.Jan 1973
The early years Released: 1994 |
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Lyrics By Bruce Springsteen The angel rides with hunchbacked children, poison oozing from his engine Wieldin' love as a lethal weapon on his way to hubcap heaven
Baseball cards poked in his spokes, his boots in oil he's patiently soaked The roadside attendant nervously jokes as the angel's tires strokes his precious pavement
The interstate's choked with nomadic hordes in Volkswagen vans with full running boards dragging great anchors Followin' dead-end signs into the sores The angel rides by humpin' his hunk metal whore
Madison Avenue's claim to fame in a trainer bra with eyes like rain She rubs against the weather-beaten frame and asks the angel for his name Off in the distance the marble dome reflects across the flatlands with a naked feel off into parts unknown The woman strokes his polished chrome and lies beside the angel's bones.
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