Backstreets - Bruce Springsteen : paroles de chansons, vidéoclips et concerts

Bruce Springsteen

Backstreets

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Backstreets est sorti le 25 août 1975 par Columbia dans le cadre de l'album Born to Run

Détails du titre

AlbumBorn to Run

Date de sortie25 août 1975

LabelColumbia

Qualité mélodique

Acoustique

Valence

Dansabilité

Énergie

BPM97

PRÉSENTATION

PAROLES

Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION

Bruce Springsteen

Bruce Springsteen

Chant

Garry Tallent

Guitare basse

Roy Bittan

Piano

Max Weinberg

Batterie

COMPOSITION ET PAROLES

Bruce Springsteen

Bruce Springsteen

Paroles/Composition

PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE

Bruce Springsteen

Bruce Springsteen

Production

Jon Landau

Production

M. Appel

Production

Jimmy Iovine

Ingénierie de mixage

Thom Panunzio

Assistance d’ingénierie

Corky Stasiak

Assistance d’ingénierie

Ricke Delena

Assistance d’ingénierie

Angie Arcuri

Assistance d’ingénierie

Andy Abrams

Assistance d’ingénierie

Greg Calbi

Ingénierie de mastérisation

Bob Ludwig

Ingénierie de mastérisation

David Thoener

Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

[Verse 1]

One soft infested summer, me and Terry became friends

Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was 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

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 2]

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 loose of everything to go

[Chorus]

Running on the backstreets

Running on the backstreets

Terry, you swore we'd live forever

Taking it on them backstreets together

[Bridge]

Endless juke joints and Valentino drag

Where dancers scraped the tears up off the streets, dressed down in rags

Running into the darkness, some hurt bad, some really dying

At night, sometimes, it seemed you could hear that 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

[Bridge]

Whoa, oh

Whoa, oh

[Verse 3]

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 how 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

[Chorus]

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Where we swore forever friends, hey

On the backstreets until the end

[Outro]

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

[Outro]

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

[Outro]

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Well, it's alright, we're all

Hiding on the backstreets tonight

[Outro]

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Oh, yeah, whoa, oh

Written by: Bruce Springsteen

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