Bruce Springsteen - English Sons Lyrics
One, two, three, fourGirl, on the edge flippin off the lampTherell be an end darling to your endless nightOn the other side of the street.Yea, the light on your portrait and the light in your faceAnd youll be looking for another pretty placeBaby, this side of the street.Well, keep dreaming baby that your desire brings and girlI know the sadness that you find in things, its trueWell, baby if you cant take the heat, what can I do?Well, you and your poetry and your boku (? !) worldBehind the face you hide the face of a modern girlOn the other side of the street.Yea, youve got the look as if you owe the worldTherefore, you go out there and say what you can earnOn the wrong side of the street.Well, you tire of every day bringing the same and so youGo out looking for some strange new gamesWell, pretty soon you dont know the score anymore.All right now........... (guitar break)I know the danger that your desire bringsAnd I know the strangeness that youll findWait and it will seem straighter for you and for me.Well, turn on the end and baby turn off the lampsTherell be an end darling to this endless nightOn the other side of the street.Yea, and everyday - well- it just brings the sameYou started looking for some very strange new gamesOn the wrong side of the street.Well, you and your desires lead to confusionWell, walk away as I dont follow your illusionsAnd see, open your eyes and see, girl.All right..........
