bruce springsteen – the iceman

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sleepy town ain’t got the guts to budgebaby this emptiness has already been judgedi wanna go out tonight, i wanna find out what i gotyou’re a strange part of me you’re a preacher’s girland i don’t want no piece of this mechanical worldgot my arms open wide and my blood is running hotwe’ll take the midnight road right to the devil’s doorand even the white angels of eden with their flaming swordswon’t be able to stop us from hitting town in this dirty old fordwell it don’t take no nerve when you got nothing to guardi got tombstone in my eyes and i’m running real hardmy baby was a lover and the world just blew her awayonce they tried to steal my heart, beat it right out of my headwell baby they didn’t know that i was born deadi am the iceman, fighting for the right to livei say better than the glory roads of heavenbetter off riding h-ll-bound in the dirtbetter than bright line of the freewaybetter than the shadows of your daddy’s churchbetter than the hands of waiting (? )baby better off is the search

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