were born to run Oh honey, tramps like us baby we were born to run Come on with me, tramps like us baby we were born to run Ru-uh-uh-un Mm-mm-mm
Hey, Eddie, can you lend me a few bucks And tonight can you get us a ride Gotta make it through the tunnel Got a meeting with a man on the other side
One soft infested summer Me and Terry became friends Trying in vain to breathe The fire we born in Catching rides to the outskirts Tying faith between
But if she wants to break you She's gonna find out that ain't so easy to do And no matte where you sleep Tonight or how far you run Oh she's the one
Hey that's me and I want you only Don't turn me home again I just can't face myself alone again Well, don't you run back inside, darling You know just
homicide The hit-and-run plead sanctuary, 'neath a holy stone they hide They're breakin' beams and crosses with a spastic's reelin' perfection Nuns run
Sparks fly on E Street when the boy- prophets walk it, handsome and hot All the little girls' souls grow weak when the man-child gives them a double
Catlong sighs, holdin' Kitty's black tooth She left to marry some top cat, ain't it the cold truth? And there hasn't been a tally since Sally left the
The rat pulls into town, rolls up his pants Together they take a stab at romance and disappear Down Flamingo lane Well, the maximum lawman run down
Teardrops on the city Bad Scooter searching for his groove Seem like the whole world walking pretty And you can't find the room to move Well everybody
Sandy the fireworks are hailin' over Little Eden tonight Forcin' a light into all those stoned-out faces left stranded on this forth of July Down in town
You get up every morning at the sound of the bell You get to work late and the boss man's giving you hell Till you're out on a midnight run Losing
back It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap We gotta get out while we're young `Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wendy let me in I wanna
you got me on the run But I'm just havin' too much fun I feel your eyes each time we meet An' I'm just staring at my feet Yea you got me on the run
B-boys be black be proud, right on You know we're bout to be black and my word is born My word is born My word is born My word is born Let's, let's
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap We gotta get out while we're young `cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wendy let me in I wanna be your
roar I was born to run, I can't slow down No regrets, I've been blessed Born to run, in time you'll see What the good Lord's done for me Born to run
of the rest And all that I wanted was to be the best Just to feel free and be someone I was born to be fast, I was born to run I was born to run, to
