{"id":1759,"date":"2007-11-27T00:48:45","date_gmt":"2007-11-26T22:48:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/?p=1759"},"modified":"2007-11-27T00:48:45","modified_gmt":"2007-11-26T22:48:45","slug":"darkness-on-the-edge-of-bilbao","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/darkness-on-the-edge-of-bilbao\/","title":{"rendered":"Darkness on the edge of Bilbao"},"content":{"rendered":"

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‘Backstreets’, den f\u00e6nomenale, men alt for koncert-sj\u00e6ldne gigantiske sang fra Born To Run-albummet, omtalt p\u00e5 denne side mandag, var bizart nok p\u00e5 Springsteen-setlisten i Bilbao senere samme aften. Hmm, m\u00e5ske selv Bruce l\u00e6ser med her. Ialfald, hvem der ikke kender til sangen, b\u00f8r g\u00f8re sig selv en k\u00e6mpetjeneste og anskaffe den i en fart – en melodramatisk klassiker af de helt store!<\/p>\n

BACKSTREETS<\/p>\n

One soft infested summer me and Terry became friends
\nTrying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in
\nCatching rides to the outskirts tying faith between our teeth
\nSleeping in that old abandoned beach house getting wasted in the heat
\nAnd hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
\nWith a love so hard and filled with defeat
\nRunning for our lives at night on them backstreets<\/p>\n

Slow dancing in the dark on the beach at Stockton’s Wing
\nWhere desperate lovers park we sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings
\nHuddled in our cars waiting for the bells that ring
\nIn the deep heart of the night to set us loose from everything
\nto go running on the backstreets, running on the backstreets
\nWe swore we’d live forever on the backstreets we take it together<\/p>\n

Endless juke joints and Valentino drag where dancers scraped the tears
\nUp off the street dressed down in rags running into the darkness
\nSome hurt bad some really dying at night sometimes it seemed
\nYou could hear the whole damn city crying blame it on the lies that killed us
\nBlame it on the truth that ran us down you can blame it all on me Terry
\nIt don’t matter to me now when the breakdown hit at midnight
\nThere was nothing left to say but I hated him and I hated you when you went away<\/p>\n

Laying here in the dark you’re like an angel on my chest
\nJust another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness
\nRemember all the movies, Terry, we’d go see
\nTrying to learn how to walk like heroes we thought we had to be
\nAnd after all this time to find we’re just like all the rest
\nStranded in the park and forced to confess
\nTo hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
\nWe swore forever friends on the backstreets until the end
\nHiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets<\/p>\n

\u00a9 Springsteen<\/p>\n

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‘Backstreets’, den f\u00e6nomenale, men alt for koncert-sj\u00e6ldne gigantiske sang fra Born To Run-albummet, omtalt p\u00e5 denne side mandag, var bizart nok p\u00e5 Springsteen-setlisten i Bilbao senere samme aften. Hmm, m\u00e5ske selv Bruce l\u00e6ser med her. Ialfald, hvem der ikke kender til sangen, b\u00f8r g\u00f8re sig selv en k\u00e6mpetjeneste og anskaffe den i en fart – … L\u00e6s videre Darkness on the edge of Bilbao<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n