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Let's Be Friends (Skin to Skin) Bruce Springsteen Bruce Springsteen - Let's Be Friends (Skin To Skin) I been watchin' you a long time Trying to figure out where and when We been moving down that same line The time is now maybe we could get skin to American Skin (41 Shots) Bruce Springsteen and we'll take that ride 'cross this bloody river to the other side 41 shots... cut through the night You're kneeling over his body in the vestibule Praying for his life Is it a gun, is it a knife Lift Me Up Bruce Springsteen I don′t need your answered prayers Or the chains your lover wears I don′t need your rings of gold Or the secrets that you hold Lift me up Lift me up and I′ll fall with you lift me up Let your love Worlds Apart Bruce Springsteen Bruce Springsteen - Worlds Apart I hold you in my arms, that's when it starts I seek faith in you kiss, and comfort in your heart I taste the seed upon your lips, lay my tongue upon your scars But streets of philadelphia bruce springsteen I was bruised and battered and I couldn't tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself Saw my reflection in a window I didn't know my own face Oh brother are you gonna leave me wasting away The Street of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen I was bruised and battered and I couldn't tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself I saw my reflection in a window I didn't know my own face Oh brother are you gonna leave me wasting away On Book Of Dreams Bruce Springsteen I'm standing in the backyard Listening to the party Inside Tonight I'm drinkin' in the forgiveness This life provides The scars we carry remain but the pain slips away it seems Oh won't you baby Your Own Worst Enemy Bruce Springsteen Your Own Worst Enemy Bruce Springstee n You can't sleep at night You can't dream your dream Your fingerprint s on file Left clumsily at the scene Your own worst enemy has come to town Your own Goin' Cali Bruce Springsteen Well he'd been hearing too many voices and feelin'a little off-rack Like there was something big pressing down on his back So he called up his friends and they said come on out west It's a place where Trouble River Bruce Springsteen seen was smilin' faces Starin' back at me Trouble river Six foot high and risin' Trouble river I can't keep from cryin' Snakes crawling in the house I'm stuck in muddy ground Tonight i'm gonna shed this skin None But The Brave Bruce Springsteen Tonight down on Union Street I′m thinking back, baby, to you and me To the way you used to be Your words come back to me From passing cars Voices sing out And empty bars where guitars ring out We Devil's Arcade Bruce Springsteen Devil`s Arcade Bruce Springstee n Remember the morning we dug up your gun The worms in the barrel the hanging sun Those first nervous evenings of perfume and gin The lost smell on your breath The Wall Bruce Springsteen ever had Now the man who put you here He feeds his family in rich dining halls And apology and forgiveness have no place here at all At the wall I'm sorry I missed you last year I couldn't find no one to Mary Queen of Arkansas Bruce Springsteen Mary Queen of Arkansas Mary Queen of Arkansas, It's not too early for dreamin' The sky is grown with cloud seed sown And a bastard's love can be redeeming Mary, my Queen, your soft hulk is reviving The Hitter Bruce Springsteen Just let me lie down a while and I'll be on my way. I was no more than a kid when you put me on the Southern Queen. With the police on my back I fled to New Orleans. County Fair Bruce Springsteen Every year when summer comes around They stretch a banner ′cross the main street in town You can feel somethin′s happenin′ in the air Well, from Carol′s house up on Telegraph Hill You can see the lights Hunter Of Invisible Game (Feat. Tom Morello) Bruce Springsteen I hauled myself up out of a ditch I built me an ark out of gopher wood and pitch Sat down by the roadside and waited on the rain Honey, I'm the hunter of invisible game Well I woke last night to the heavy Cautious Man Bruce Springsteen Bill Horton was a cautious man of the road He walked lookin' over his shoulder and remained faithful to its code When something caught his eye he'd measure his need And then very carefully he'd proceed Atlantic City (Live at Warner Hollywood Studios, Los Angeles, CA - September 1992) Bruce Springsteen blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state and the D.A. can't get no relief Gonna be Silver Palomino Bruce Springsteen (A mother dies leaving her young son to come to terms with the loss. In remembrance of Fiona Chappel, for her sons Tyler and Oliver.) It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City Bruce Springsteen I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova I could walk like Brando right into the sun Then dance just like a Casanova Dry Lightning Bruce Springsteen I threw my robe on in the morning Watched the ring on the stove turn to red Stared hypnotized into a cup of coffee Pulled on my boots and made the bed Screen door hangin' off its hinges Kept bangin Viva Las Vegas Bruce Springsteen Bright light city gonna set my soul gonna set my soul on fire There′s a whole lot a money just ready to burn so get those steaks up higher There′s a thousand pretty women waitin′ out there They′re all Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) Bruce Springsteen go out tonight and make that highway run You don′t have to call me lieutenant Rosie and I don′t want to be your son The only lover I′m ever gonna need′s your soft sweet little girl′s tongue and Rosie Ghost Of Tom Joad Bruce Springsteen corner Welcome to the new world order Families sleepin′ in their cars in the southwest No home no job no peace no rest The highway is alive tonight But nobody′s kiddin′ nobody about where it goes Better Days Bruce Springsteen Better Days Well my soul checked out missing, as I sat listening To the hours and minutes tickin' away Yeah, just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin While it was all just slippin' away Living Proof Bruce Springsteen summer night in a dusky room Come a little piece of the Lord's undying light Crying like he swallowed the fiery moon In his mother's arms it was all the beauty I could take Like the missing words to Backstreets Bruce Springsteen Backstreets One soft infested summer, Me and Terry became friends, Trying in vain to breathe, The fire we were born in, Catching rides to the outskirts, Tying faith between our teeth, Sleeping Sinaloa Cowboys Bruce Springsteen He came north with his brother Louis to California three years ago They crossed at the river levee, when Louis was just sixteen And found work together in the fields of the San Joaquin They left their Matamoros Banks Bruce Springsteen Here I follow the journey backwards, from the body at the river bottom, to the man walking across the desert towards the banks of the Rio Grande.)