My Best Was Never Good Enough ?every cloud has a silver lining, every dog has his day. ?she said ?now don’t say nothin? If you don’t have something nice to say The tough now they get going when the going gets Tough.? But for you my best was never good enough ?now don’t try for a home run baby If you can get the job done with a hit Remember a quitter never wins And a winner never quits The sun don’t shine on a sleepin? dog?s ass.? And all the rest of that stuff But for you my best was never good enough ?if God gives you nothin? but lemons then you make some lemonade The early bird catches the fuckin? worm,=20 Rome wasn’t built in a day Now life?s like a box of chocolatesyou never know what you’re going to get Stupid is as stupid does? and the rest of that shit Come on pretty baby call my bluff ’cause for you my best was never good...Read More
Autore: Bruce Springsteen
Down at the court house they’re ringin’ the flag down Long black line of cars snakin’ slow through town Red sheets snappin’ on the line With this ring will you be mine The fuse is burning Shut out the lights The fuse is burning Come on let me do you right Trees on fire with the first fall’s frost Long black line in front of Holy Cross Blood moon risin’ in a sky of black dust Tell me Baby who do you trust? The fuse is burning Shut out the lights The fuse is burning Come on let me do you right Tires on the highway hissin’ that something’s coming You can feel the wires in the tree tops hummin’ Devil’s on the horizon line Your skin and I’m alive Quiet afternoon in the empty house On the edge of the bed you slip off your blouse The room is burning with the noon sun Your bittersweet taste on my tongue The fuse is burning Shut out the lights The fuse is...Read More
I bought a bourgeois house in the Hollywood hills With a truckload of hundred thousand dollar bills Man came by to hook up my cable TV We settled in for the night my baby and me We switched ’round and ’round ’til half-past dawn There was fifty-seven channels and nothin’ on Well now home entertainment was my baby’s wish So I hopped into town for a satellite dish I tied it to the top of my Japanese car I came home and I pointed it out into the stars A message came back from the great beyond There’s fifty-seven channels and nothin’ on Well we might’a made some friends with some billionaires We might’a got all nice and friendly If we’d made it upstairs All I got was a note that said “Bye-bye John Our love is fifty-seven channels and nothin’ on” So I bought a .44 magnum it was solid steel cast And in the blessed name of Elvis well I just let it blast ‘Til my TV lay in pieces there at my feet And they busted me for disturbin’ the almighty peace Judge said “What you got in your defense son?” “Fifty-seven channels and nothin’ on” I can see by your eyes friend you’re just about gone Fifty-seven channels and nothin’ on… Fifty-seven channels and...Read More
I was bruised and battered and I couldn’t tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself I saw my reflection in a window I didn’t know my own face Oh brother are you gonna leave me Wastin’ away On the streets of Philadelphia I walked the avenue till my legs felt like stone I heard voices of friends vanished and gone At night I could hear the blood in my veins Just as black 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 And my clothes don’t fit me no more I walked a thousand miles Just to slip this skin The night has fallen, I’m lyin’ awake I can feel myself fading away So receive me brother with your faithless kiss Or will we leave each other alone like this On the streets of...Read More
Well brunettes are fine man And blondes are fun But when it comes to getting a dirty job done I’ll take a red headed woman A red headed woman It takes a red headed woman To get a dirty job done Well listen up stud your lifes been wasted Till you’ve got down on your knees and tasted A red headed woman A red headed woman It takes a red headed woman To get a dirty job done Tight skirt, strawberry hair Tell me what you’ve got baby, waiting under there Big green eyes that look like, son They can see every cheap thing that you’ve ever done Well I don’t know how many girls you’ve dated, man But you ain’t lived till you’ve had your tyres rotated By a red headed woman A red headed woman It takes a red heade woman To get a dirty job...Read More
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