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BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN lyrics : "English sons (aka 'english night')"

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Girl, on the edge flippin off the lamp


Therell be an end darling to your endless night

On the other side of the street.


Yea, the light on your portrait and the light in your face


And youll be looking for another pretty place

Baby, this side of the street.





Well, keep dreaming baby that your desire brings and girl

I know the sadness that you find in things, its true


Well, baby if you cant take the heat, what can I do?




Well, you and your poetry and your boku (? !) world


Behind the face you hide the face of a modern girl


On the other side of the street.

Yea, youve got the look as if you owe the world


Therefore, you go out there and say what you can earn


On the wrong side of the street.




Well, you tire of every day bringing the same and so you


Go out looking for some strange new games

Well, pretty soon you dont know the score anymore.





All right now........... (guitar break)




I know the danger that your desire brings


And I know the strangeness that youll find

Wait and it will seem straighter for you and for me.


Well, turn on the end and baby turn off the lamps


Therell be an end darling to this endless night

On the other side of the street.





Yea, and everyday - well- it just brings the same

You started looking for some very strange new games


On the wrong side of the street.


Well, you and your desires lead to confusion

Well, walk away as I dont follow your illusions


And see, open your eyes and see, girl.




All right..........

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