Born To Run

In the day we sweat it out on the streets
On the 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 sniffin' out all the lines
Oh, baby, this town rips the voice from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
You gotta get out while you're young

'Cause tramps like us, baby, we were born to run

Well, let me in, I wanna be your friend
I wanna guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
And strap your hands across my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run 'til we drop and, baby, we'll never look back
Oh, will you walk me out on the wire?
'Cause, baby, I'm just a skinny little rider
But I gotta know how it feels
I wanna know what it's like, baby, to walk along the real

The neon petals and the power drones scream down the boulevard
Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The original part riders, the golden staff
The kids are hungry and the preachers pissed
I wanna dive in your wavy gold street tonight
In an everlasting kiss
The highways tear with broken mirrors
On a last chance power drive

Everybody's out on the run tonight
We're in the movie of life tonight

Together Wendy we can live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness of my soul
Oh someday, girl, I don't know when
We're gonna get to the place where we really want to go
And we'll walk in the sun
But 'til then tramps like us, baby, we were born to run

Tramps like us, baby, we were born to run