Bruce Springsteen - Straight Time Lyrics
Got out of prison back in 86 and I found a wifeWalked the clean and narrowjust tryin to stay out and stay aliveGot a job at the rendering plant, it aint gonna make me richIn the darkness before dinner comesSometimes I can feel the itchI got a cold mind to go tripping across that thin lineIm sick of doin straight timeMy uncles at the evenin table, makes his living runnin hot carsSlips me a hundred dollar bill saysCharlie you best remember who your friends are.Got a cold mind to go trippin cross that thin lineI aint makin straight timeEight years in it feels like youre gonna dieBut you get used to anythingSooner or later it just becomes your lifeKitchen floor in the evening tossin my little babies highMarys smiling but shes watching me out of the corner of her eyeSeems you cant get any more than half freeI step out onto the front porch and suck the cold air deep inside of meGot a cold mind to go trippin cross that thin lineIm sick of doin straight timeIn the basement huntin gun and a hacksawSip a beer and thirteen inches of barrel drop to the floorCome home in the evening, cant get the smell from my handsLay my head down on the pillowAnd go driftin off into foreign lands
