{"id":82,"date":"2022-04-21T17:19:15","date_gmt":"2022-04-21T17:19:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/teaching.lfhanley.net\/english630sp22\/?page_id=82"},"modified":"2022-04-21T17:37:43","modified_gmt":"2022-04-21T17:37:43","slug":"bruce-springsteen-darkness-on-the-edge-of-town-1978","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/teaching.lfhanley.net\/english630sp22\/bruce-springsteen-darkness-on-the-edge-of-town-1978\/","title":{"rendered":"Bruce Springsteen, Darkness on the Edge of Town (1978)"},"content":{"rendered":"<a name=\"wptoc_0_0_0\"><\/a><h1><iframe loading=\"lazy\" style=\"border-radius: 12px;\" src=\"https:\/\/open.spotify.com\/embed\/album\/4KT6G8fj8EEIfsyr75hbgc?utm_source=generator\" width=\"100%\" height=\"380\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/h1>\n<a name=\"wptoc_0_0_1\"><\/a><h1>Lyrics:<\/h1>\n<a name=\"wptoc_0_0_2\"><\/a><h1><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">(All songs by Bruce Springsteen)<\/span><\/h1>\n<a name=\"wptoc_2_1_0\"><\/a><h3><a name=\"S1\"><\/a>Badlands<\/h3>\n<pre>Lights out tonight trouble in the heartland\r\nGot a head-on collision smashin' in my guts man\r\nI'm caught in a crossfire that I don't understand\r\nBut there's one thing I know for sure I don't give a damn\r\nFor the same old played out scenes I don't give a damn\r\nFor just the in-betweens honey I want the heart I want the soul\r\nI want control right now talk about a dream\r\nTry to make it real you wake up in the night\r\nWith a fear so real spend your life waiting\r\nFor a moment that just don't come\r\nWell don't waste your time waiting\r\n\r\nBadlands you gotta live it every day\r\nLet the broken hearts stand\r\nAs the price you've gotta pay\r\nWe'll keep pushin' till it's understood\r\nAnd these badlands start treating us good\r\n\r\nWorkin' in the field till you get your back burned\r\nWorkin' 'neath the wheels till you get your facts learned\r\nBaby I got my facts learned real good right now\r\nYou better get it straight darling\r\nPoor man wanna be rich, rich man wanna be king\r\nAnd a king ain't satisfied till he rules everything\r\nI wanna go out tonight, I wanna find out what I got\r\nNow I believe in the love that you gave me\r\nI believe in the faith that could save me\r\nI believe in the hope and I pray that some day\r\nIt will raise me above these\r\n\r\n[chorus]\r\n\r\nFor the ones who had a notion, a notion deep inside\r\nThat it ain't no sin to be glad you're alive\r\nI wanna find one face that ain't looking through me\r\nI wanna find one place, I wanna spit in the face of these\r\n\r\n[chorus]\r\n\r\n<\/pre>\n<a name=\"wptoc_0_0_3\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_4\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_5\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_6\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_7\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_8\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_9\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_10\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_11\"><\/a><h1><\/h1>\n<a name=\"wptoc_3_1_0\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_4_1_0\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_5_1_0\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_6_1_0\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_7_1_0\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_8_1_0\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_9_1_0\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_10_1_0\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_11_1_0\"><\/a><h3><a name=\"S2\"><\/a>Adam Raised a Cain<\/h3>\n<pre>In the summer that I was baptized my father held me to his side\r\nAs they put me to the water he said how on that day I cried\r\nWe were prisoners of love a love in chains\r\nHe was standin' in the door I was standin' in the rain\r\nWith the same hot blood burning in our veins\r\nAdam raised a Cain\r\n\r\nAll of the old faces ask you why you're back\r\nThey fit you with position and the keys to your daddy's Cadillac\r\nIn the darkness of your room your mother calls you by your true name\r\nYou remember the faces the places the names\r\nYou know it's never over it's relentless as the rain\r\nAdam raised a Cain\r\n\r\nIn the Bible Cain slew Abel and East of Eden he was cast\r\nYou're born into this life paying for the sins of somebody else's past\r\nDaddy worked his whole life for nothing but the pain\r\nNow he walks these empty rooms looking for something to blame\r\nYou inherit the sins you inherit the flames\r\nAdam raised a Cain\r\n\r\nLost but not forgotten from the dark heart of a dream\r\nAdam raised a Cain\r\n\r\n<\/pre>\n<a name=\"wptoc_0_0_3\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_4\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_5\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_6\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_7\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_8\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_9\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_10\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_11\"><\/a><h1><\/h1>\n<a name=\"wptoc_11_1_1\"><\/a><h3><a name=\"S3\"><\/a>Something in the Night<\/h3>\n<pre>I'm riding down Kingsley\r\nfiguring I'll get a drink\r\nTurn the radio up loud\r\nso I don't have to think\r\nI take her to the floor\r\nlooking for a moment when the world seems right\r\nAnd I tear into the guts\r\nof something in the night\r\n\r\nYou're born with nothing\r\nand better off that way\r\nSoon as you've got something the send\r\nsomeone to try and take it away\r\nYou can ride this road 'till dawn\r\nwithout another human being in sight\r\nJust kids wasted on\r\nsomething in the night\r\n\r\nNothing is forgotten or forgiven\r\nwhen it's your last time around\r\nI got stuff running around 'round my head\r\nThat I just can't live down\r\n\r\nWhen we found the things we loved\r\nThey were crushed and dying in the dirt\r\nWe tried to pick up the pieces\r\nAnd get away without getting hurt\r\nBut they caught us at the state line\r\nAnd burned our cars in one last fight\r\nAnd left us running burned and blind\r\nChasing something in the night\r\n\r\n<\/pre>\n<a name=\"wptoc_0_0_3\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_4\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_5\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_6\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_7\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_8\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_9\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_10\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_11\"><\/a><h1><\/h1>\n<a name=\"wptoc_11_1_2\"><\/a><h3><a name=\"S4\"><\/a>Candy&#8217;s Room<\/h3>\n<pre>In Candy's room there are pictures of her heroes on the wall\r\nBut to get to Candy's room you gotta walk the darkness of Candy's hall\r\nStrangers from the city call my baby's number and they bring her toys\r\nWhen I come knocking she smiles pretty she knows I wanna be Candy's boy\r\nThere's a sadness hidden in that pretty face\r\nA sadness all her own from which no man can keep Candy safe\r\nWe kiss my heart's pumpin' to my brain\r\nThe blood rushes in my veins fire rushes towards the sky\r\nWe go driving driving deep into the night\r\nI go driving deep into the light in Candy's eyes\r\nShe says baby if you wanna be wild you got a lot to learn, close your eyes\r\nLet them melt let them fire let them burn\r\n'Cause in the darkness there'll be hidden worlds that shine\r\nWhen I hold Candy close she makes these hidden worlds mine\r\n\r\nShe has fancy clothes and diamond rings\r\nShe has men who'll give her anything she wants but they don't see\r\nThat what she wants is me, oh and I want her so\r\nI'll never let her go no no no\r\nShe knows that I'd give all that I got to live\r\nAll that I want all that I live to make Candy mine\r\nTonight\r\n\r\n<\/pre>\n<a name=\"wptoc_0_0_3\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_4\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_5\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_6\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_7\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_8\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_9\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_10\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_11\"><\/a><h1><\/h1>\n<a name=\"wptoc_11_1_3\"><\/a><h3><a name=\"S5\"><\/a>Racing In The Street<\/h3>\n<pre>I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a 396\r\nFuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor\r\nShe's waiting tonight down in the parking lot\r\nOutside the Seven-Eleven store\r\n\r\nMe and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch\r\nAnd he rides with me from town to town\r\nWe only run for the money, got no strings attached\r\nWe shut 'em up and then we shut 'em down\r\n\r\nTonight tonight the strip's just right\r\nI wanna blow 'em off in my first heat\r\nSummer's here and the time is right\r\nWe're goin' racin' in the street\r\n\r\nWe take all the action we can meet\r\nAnd we cover all the northeast state\r\nWhen the strip shuts down we run 'em in the street\r\nFrom the fire roads to the interstate\r\n\r\nSome guys they just give up living\r\nAnd start dying little by little piece by piece\r\nSome guys come home from work and wash up\r\nThen go racin' in the street\r\n\r\nTonight tonight the strip's just right\r\nI wanna blow 'em all out of their seats\r\nCalling out around the world\r\nWe're going racin' in the street\r\n\r\nI met her on the strip three years ago\r\nIn a Camaro with this dude from L.A.\r\nI blew that Camaro off my back\r\nAnd drove that little girl away\r\n\r\nBut now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes\r\nAnd she cries herself to sleep at night\r\nWhen I come home the house is dark\r\nShe sighs \"Baby did you make it all right\"\r\n\r\nShe sits on the porch of her daddy's house\r\nBut all her pretty dreams are torn\r\nShe stares off alone into the night\r\nWith the eyes of one who hates for just being born\r\n\r\nFor all the shut-down strangers and hot rod angels\r\nRumbling through this promised land\r\nTonight my baby and me we're gonna ride to the sea\r\nAnd wash these sins off our hands\r\n\r\nTonight tonight the highway's bright\r\nOut of our way mister you best keep\r\n'Cause summer's here and the time is right\r\nWe're goin' racin' in the street\r\n\r\n<\/pre>\n<a name=\"wptoc_0_0_3\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_4\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_5\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_6\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_7\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_8\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_9\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_10\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_11\"><\/a><h1><\/h1>\n<a name=\"wptoc_11_1_4\"><\/a><h3><a name=\"S6\"><\/a>The Promised Land<\/h3>\n<pre>On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert\r\nI pick up my money and head back into town\r\nDriving cross the Waynesboro county line\r\nI got the radio on and I'm just killing time\r\nWorking all day in my daddy's garage\r\nDriving all night chasing some mirage\r\nPretty soon little girl I'm gonna take charge\r\n\r\nThe dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand\r\nIf I could take one moment into my hands\r\nMister I ain't a boy no I'm a man\r\nAnd I believe in a promised land\r\n\r\nI've done my best to live the right way\r\nI get up every morning and go to work each day\r\nBut your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold\r\nSometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode\r\nExplode and tear this town apart\r\nTake a knife and cut this pain from my heart\r\nFind somebody itching for something to start\r\n\r\n[chorus]\r\n\r\nThere's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor\r\nI packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm\r\nGonna be a twister to blow everything down\r\nThat ain't got the faith to stand its ground\r\nBlow away the dreams that tear you apart\r\nBlow away the dreams that break your heart\r\nBlow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted\r\n\r\n[chorus]\r\n\r\n<\/pre>\n<a name=\"wptoc_0_0_3\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_4\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_5\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_6\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_7\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_8\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_9\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_10\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_11\"><\/a><h1><\/h1>\n<a name=\"wptoc_11_1_5\"><\/a><h3><a name=\"S7\"><\/a>Factory<\/h3>\n<pre>Early in the morning factory whistle blows\r\nMan rises from bed and puts on his clothes\r\nMan takes his lunch, walks out in the morning light\r\nIt's the working, the working, just the working life\r\n\r\nThrough the mansions of fear, through the mansions of pain\r\nI see my daddy walking through them factory gates in the rain\r\nFactory takes his hearing, factory gives him life\r\nThe working, the working, just the working life\r\n\r\nEnd of the day, factory whistle cries\r\nMen walk through these gates with death in their eyes\r\nAnd you just better believe, boy, somebody's gonna get hurt tonight\r\nIt's the working, the working, just the working life\r\n\r\n<\/pre>\n<a name=\"wptoc_0_0_3\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_4\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_5\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_6\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_7\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_8\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_9\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_10\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_11\"><\/a><h1><\/h1>\n<a name=\"wptoc_11_1_6\"><\/a><h3><a name=\"S8\"><\/a>Streets of Fire<\/h3>\n<pre>When the night's quiet and you don't care anymore\r\nAnd your eyes are tired and there's someone at your door\r\nAnd you realize you wanna let go\r\nAnd the weak lies and the cold walls you embrace\r\nEat at your insides and leave you face to face with\r\nStreets of fire\r\n\r\nI'm wandering, a loser down these tracks\r\nI'm dying, but girl I can't go back\r\n'Cause in the darkness I hear somebody call my name\r\nAnd when you realize how they tricked you this time\r\nAnd it's all lies but I'm strung out on the wire\r\nIn these streets of fire\r\n\r\nI live now, only with strangers\r\nI talk to only strangers\r\nI walk with angels that have no place\r\nStreets of fire\r\n\r\n<\/pre>\n<a name=\"wptoc_0_0_3\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_4\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_5\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_6\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_7\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_8\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_9\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_10\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_11\"><\/a><h1><\/h1>\n<a name=\"wptoc_11_1_7\"><\/a><h3><a name=\"S9\"><\/a>Prove It All Night<\/h3>\n<pre>I've been working real hard, trying to get my hands clean\r\nTonight we'll drive that dusty road from Monroe to Angeline\r\nTo buy you a gold ring and pretty dress of blue\r\nBaby just one kiss will get these things for you\r\nA kiss to seal our fate tonight\r\nA kiss to prove it all night\r\n\r\n[chorus]\r\nProve it all night\r\nGirl there's nothing else that we can do\r\nSo prove it all night, prove it all night\r\nAnd girl I'll prove it all night for you\r\n\r\nEverybody's got a hunger, a hunger they can't resist\r\nThere's so much that you want, you deserve much more than this\r\nBut if dreams came true, oh, wouldn't that be nice\r\nBut this ain't no dream we're living through tonight\r\nGirl, you want it, you take it, you pay the price\r\n\r\n[chorus]\r\nProve it all night, prove it all night girl and call the bluff\r\nprove it all night, prove it all night and girl, I prove it all night for your love\r\n\r\nBaby, tie your hair back in a long white bow\r\nMeet me in the fields out behind the dynamo\r\nYou hear the voices telling you not to go\r\nThey made their choices and they'll never know\r\nWhat it means to steal, to cheat, to lie\r\nWhat it's like to live and die\r\n\r\n[chorus]\r\n\r\n<\/pre>\n<a name=\"wptoc_0_0_3\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_4\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_5\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_6\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_7\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_8\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_9\"><\/a><a name=\"wptoc_0_0_10\"><\/a><a 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don't seem to matter much to me now\r\nTonight I'll be on that hill 'cause I can't stop\r\nI'll be on that hill with everything I got\r\nLives on the line where dreams are found and lost\r\nI'll be there on time and I'll pay the cost\r\nFor wanting things that can only be found\r\nIn the darkness on the edge of town<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lyrics: (All songs by Bruce Springsteen) Badlands Lights out tonight trouble in the heartland Got a head-on collision smashin&#8217; in my guts man I&#8217;m 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