American Skin (41 Shots) (Feat. Tom Morello) Bruce Springsteen

41 shots, and we'll take that ride 'Cross this bloody river to the other side 41 shots, cut through the night You're kneeling over his body in the vestibule Praying for his life Well, is it a gun, is it

American Skin (41 Shots) Bruce Springsteen

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American Skin (41 Shots) (Live) Bruce Springsteen

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Heaven's Wall (Feat. Tom Morello) Bruce Springsteen

Raise your hand, raise your hand, raise your handRaise your hand, raise your hand, raise your handRaise your hand, raise your hand, raise your handRaise your hand, raise your hand, raise your handO...

High Hopes (Feat. Tom Morello) Bruce Springsteen

Monday morning runs to Sunday nightA scream slow me down before the new year diesWell it won't take much to kill a loving smileAnd every mother with a baby crying in her arms, singingGive me help, ...

Harry's Place (Feat. Tom Morello) Bruce Springsteen

Downtown hipsters drinking up the drug lineDown in the kitchen working in the coal mineGot a special sin, mister, you can't quite confessMessy little problem, maybe baby need a new dressRazor-back ...

Hunter Of Invisible Game (Feat. Tom Morello) Bruce Springsteen

valley where the beast has his throne I sing my song and I sharpen my blade Honey, I'm the hunter of invisible game Strength is vanity and time is illusion I feel you breathing, the rest is confusion Your skin

Dream Baby Dream (Feat. Tom Morello) Bruce Springsteen

Dream baby dreamDream baby dreamDream baby dreamCome on and dream baby dreamCome on and dream baby dreamWe gotta keep the light burningCome on, we gotta keep the light burningCome on, we gotta keep...

Just Like Fire Would (Feat. Tom Morello) Bruce Springsteen

One night in a motel roomeyes cast like steelI drank the wine they left on my tableI knew the morning was too farI smoked my last pack of foreign cigarettesI stay only to survivethe night was dark ...

The Ghost Of Tom Joad (Duet With Tom Morello) Bruce Springsteen

the southwest No home, no job, no peace, no rest Well the highway is alive tonight But nobody's kidding nobody about where it goes I'm sitting down here in the campfire light Searching for the ghost of Tom

American Land Bruce Springsteen

What is this land of America so many travel there I'm going now while I'm still young my darling meet me there Wish me luck my lovely I'll send for you when I can And we'll make our home in the American

GOSSIP (Feat. Tom Morello) Måneskin

plastic on your face This place is a circus You just see the surface They cover shit under the rug You can't see they're faking They'll never be naked Just fill your drink with tonic gin This is the American

American Beauty Bruce Springsteen

Everything in your shadow turns to vapor You pierce my heart like it was paper Radio's crackling with the headlines Sun upon your shoulder, wind's in the phone line American beauty will you be mine Out

Ghost Of Tom Joad Bruce Springsteen

the southwest No home no job no peace no rest The highway is alive tonight But nobody′s kiddin′ nobody about where it goes I′m sittin′ down here in the campfire light Searchin′ for the ghost of Tom

The Ghost of Tom Joad Bruce Springsteen

The Ghost of Tom Joad Men walkin' 'long the railroad tracks Goin' someplace, there's no goin' back Highway Patrol choppers comin' up over the ridge Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge Shelter

Let's Be Friends (Skin to Skin) Bruce Springsteen

Bruce Springsteen - Let's Be Friends (Skin To Skin) I been watchin' you a long time Trying to figure out where and when We been moving down that same line The time is now maybe we could get skin to

16 Tons Tom Morello

Some people say a man is made out of mud A poor man's made out of muscle and blood Muscle and blood and skin and bones A mind that's weak and a back that's strong You load 16 tons what do you get Another

Lost In The Flood Bruce Springsteen

That pure American brother Dull eyed and empty faced Races Sundays in Jersey, in a Chevy stock super eight He rides 'er low on the hip On the side he's got "Bound for Glory" In red, white and blue

Opinion (Feat. Tom Morello) Device

Right before your eyesWitness the travestyThe perpetrators of the crime are simply walking awayHow the defenders of justice keep falling and again and again you knowThat no one can denyThe horrors ...

Lift Me Up Bruce Springsteen

darling Lift me up, and I′ll fall with you lift me up Let your love lift me up When the morning bright Lifts away this night In the light above We will find our love, we will find our love Your skin

Rise Up (Feat. Tom Morello) Cypress Hill

Living in the big city The American dream Is far roaming in the streets of greed Everywhere I turn Im on a mission for more But I aint selling my soul With the dope theres no girl Im on a one way

Worlds Apart Bruce Springsteen

Bruce Springsteen - Worlds Apart I hold you in my arms, that's when it starts I seek faith in you kiss, and comfort in your heart I taste the seed upon your lips, lay my tongue upon your scars But

TV MOVIE Bruce Springsteen

I woke up last night shaking from a dream Fot in that dream I died My wife rolled over and told me That my life would be immortalized Not in some major motion picture Or great American novel, you

Trouble River Bruce Springsteen

seen was smilin' faces Starin' back at me Trouble river Six foot high and risin' Trouble river I can't keep from cryin' Snakes crawling in the house I'm stuck in muddy ground Tonight i'm gonna shed this skin

Radio Nowhere Bruce Springsteen

I was trying to find my way home But all I heard was a drone Bouncin' off a satellite Crushing the last long American night This is radio nowhere Is there anybody alive out there This is radio

Born to Run Bruce Springsteen

Born to Run In the day we sweat it out in the streets Of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory In suicide machines Sprung from cages out on Highway 9 Chrome wheeled

Born To Run Bruce Springsteen

In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages out on Highway 9 Chrome wheeled, fuel injected

Born to Run (Acoustic Version - Live at LA Memorial Sports Arena, Los Angeles, CA - April 1988) Bruce Springsteen

In the day we sweat it out in the streets Of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory In suicide machines Sprung from cages out on Highway 9 Chrome wheeled, fuel injected And

streets of philadelphia bruce springsteen

whispering as the rain On the streets of Philadelphia Ain't no angel gonna greet me It's just you and I my friend And my clothes don't fit me no more I walked a thousand miles just to slip this skin

The Street of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen

and whispering as the rain On the streets of Philadelphia Ain't no angel gonna greet me It's just you and I my friend My clothes don't fit me no more I walked a thousand miles Just to slip this skin

Streets Of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen

whispering as the rain On the streets of Philadelphia Ain't no angel gonna greet me It's just you and I my friend My clothes don't fit me no more I walked a thousand miles Just to slip this skin

Streets Of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen

wispering as the rain On the streets of Philadelphia Ain't no angel gonna greet me It's just you and I my friend And my clothes don't fit me no more I walked a thousand miles just to slip this skin

Book Of Dreams Bruce Springsteen

You're showin' off your dress There's laughter and a toast From your daddy to the prettiest bride he's ever seen Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams In the darkness my fingers slip across your skin

Two Hearts in True Waltz Time Bruce Springsteen

her runnin' But the night pushes her deep within the tunnel She camouflages herself in dayglo paint And sings her love songs through a funnel Oh she clings to the walls like a cat who calls The shots

Solidarity Forever Tom Morello

Solidarity foreverSolidarity foreverSolidarity foreverFor the union makes us strongWhen the union's inspirationThrough the workers blood shall runThere can be no power greaterAnywhere beneath the s...

Which Side Are You On? Tom Morello

Come all you good workersGood news to you I'll tellOf how the good old unionHas come in here to dwellWhich side are you on boysWhich side are you onWhich side are you on boysWhich side are you onMy...

The Wall Bruce Springsteen

year I couldn't find no one to drive me If your eyes could cut through that black stone Tell me would they recognize me For the living, time must be served Life goes on Cigarettes and a bottle of beer Skin

Your Own Worst Enemy Bruce Springsteen

Your Own Worst Enemy Bruce Springstee n You can't sleep at night You can't dream your dream Your fingerprint s on file Left clumsily at the scene Your own worst enemy has come to town Your own

Dry Lightning Bruce Springsteen

said "ain't nobody gonna give nobody What they really need anyway" Well you get so sick of the fightin' You lose your fear of the end But you can't lose your memory And the sweet smell of your skin

Streets of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen

ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Ain't on angel gonna greet me It's just you and I my friend My clothes don't fit me no more I walked a thousand miles just to slip this skin

Streets of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen

ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Ain't on angel gonna greet me It's just you and I my friend My clothes don't fit me no more I walked a thousand miles just to slip this skin

Mary Queen of Arkansas Bruce Springsteen

Whose papers are in order But I was not born to live to die And you were not born for queenin' It's not too late to infiltrate The servant's are just leavin' Mary Queen of Arkansas Your white skin

Shed Your Skin (Tom Morello Remix) Indigo Girls

115 You are 17 Itchy trigger Venemous You growing longer You growing stronger You shed your skin Now shed this Come on over baby You tell me it's holy holy I don't know what that is Come on over Let's

JungleLand Bruce Springsteen

city, two hearts beat Soul engines runnin' through the night So tender in a bedroom locked In whispers of soft refusal And then surrender in the tunnels uptown The Rat's own dream guns him down As shots

Galveston Bay Bruce Springsteen

want 'em out, you got to burn 'em out" And brought in the Texas klan One humid Texas night there were three shadows on the harbor Come to burn the Vietnamese boats into the sea In the fire's light shots

Sinaloa Cowboys Bruce Springsteen

methamphetamine You could spend a year in the orchards Or make half as much in one ten hour shift Working for the men from Sinaloa But if you slipped the hydriodic acid Could burn right through your skin

Devil's Arcade Bruce Springsteen

Devil`s Arcade Bruce Springstee n Remember the morning we dug up your gun The worms in the barrel the hanging sun Those first nervous evenings of perfume and gin The lost smell on your breath

Goin' Cali Bruce Springsteen

He had a shot of tequila, smiled and whispered "lighter" He went down to the desert city where the rattlesnakes play And left his dead skin by the roadside in the noon of day Sun got so hot it almost felt

Better Days Bruce Springsteen

it's true These are better days There's better days shinin' through Now a life of leisure and a pirate's treasure Don't make much for tragedy But it's a sad man my friend, who's livin' in his own skin

Cautious Man Bruce Springsteen

rise up inside him that he couldn't name Just as the words tattooed 'cross his knuckles he knew would always remain At their bedside he brushed the hair from his wife's face as the moon shone on her skin