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 our teeth

Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house
Getting wasted in the heat
And hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets
With a love so hard and filled with defeat
Running for our lives at night on them backstreets


Slow dancing in the dark
On the beach at Stockton's Wing

Where desperate lovers park
We sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings
Huddled in our cars

Waiting for the bells that ring
In the deep heart of the night
We let lose of everything

To go running on the backstreets
Running on the backstreets
Terry you swore we'd live forever

Taking it on them backstreets together

Endless juke joints and Valentino drag

Where famous dancers scraped the tears
Up off the street dressed down in rags
Running into the darkness

Some hurt bad some really dying
At night sometimes it seemed
You could hear the whole damn city crying

Blame it on the lies that killed us
Blame it on the truth that ran us down
You can blame it all on me Terry

It don't matter to me now
When the breakdown hit at midnight
There was nothing left to say

But I hated him
And I hated you when you went away


Laying here in the dark
You're like an angel on my chest
Just another tramp of hearts

Crying tears of faithlessness
Remember all the movies, Terry
We'd go see

Trying to learn to walk like the heroes
We thought we had to be
Well after all this time

To find we're just like all the rest
Stranded in the park
And forced to confess

To hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Where we swore forever friends

On the backstreets until the end
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets...