Bruce Springsteen - Devil's Arcade Lyrics
Remember The Morning We Dug Up Your GunThe Worms In The Barrel, The Hanging SunThose First Nervous Evenings Of Perfume And GinThe Lost Smell On Your Breath As I Helped You Get It InThe Rush Of Your Lips, The Feel Of Your NameThe Beat In Your Heart, The Devil's ArcadeYou Said "heroes Are Needed, So Heroes Get Made"Somebody Made A Bet, Somebody PaidThe Cool Desert Morning And Nothing To SaveJust Metal And Plastic Where Your Body CavedThe Slow Games Of Poker With Lieutenant RayIn The Ward With The Blue Walls, A Sea With No NameWhere You Lie Adrift With The Heroes Of The Devil's ArcadeYou Sleep And You Dream, Your Buddies Charlie And JamesAnd Wake With A Thick Desert Dust On Your Skin[instrumental]Voice Says "don't Worry, I'm HereJust Whisper The Word Tomorrow In My Ear"House On A Quiet Street, A Home For The BraveA Glorious Kingdom With The Sun On Your FaceRising From A Long Night As Dark As The GraveOn A Thin Chain Of Next Moments And Something Like FaithOn A Morning To Order A Breakfast To MakeA Bed Draped In Sunshine, A Body That WaitsFor The Touch Of Your Fingers, The End Of The DayThe Beat Of Your Heart, The Beat Of Your HeartThe Beat Of Your Heart, The Beat Of Your HeartThe Beat Of Your Heart, The Beat Of Her HeartThe Beat Of Your Heart, The Slow Burning AwayOf The Bitter Fires Of The Devil's Arcade
