Show a little faith there’s magic in the night
A Love Letter to Some of the Coolest Effen Rock ’n’ Roll Lyrics Ever
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Here’s where I’m supposed to set up these random lyrics to make them seem like a part of a significant, meaningful, and coherent thesis. Okay. An HSP feels music in a transcendent way. So HSP … empathy … feelings … appreciate perspectives … emotion … memories … rock’n’roll … eminent meaning.
Okay?
Let’s go.
Lyrics that Give Me Goose Bumps
Backstreets
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
Bruce Springsteen Born to Run
The first verse above is what I credit as the inspiration to become a writer. It made me believe that telling stories was worth a sacrifice.
Bad
My favorite non-Springsteen song.
If I could throw this lifeless lifeline to the wind Leave this heart of clay See you walk, walk away Into the night And through the rain Into the half-light And through the flame
If I could through myself Set your spirit free, I’d lead your heart away See you break, break away Into the light And to the day
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh To let it go And so to fade away To let it go And so, fade away
U2 Unforgettable Fire
Thunder Road
It’s a town full of losers and I’m pulling out of here to win
Bruce Springsteen Born to Run
The Briefest Wittiest Effen Lyrics Ever
Hungry Heart
We fell in love I knew it had to end
Bruce Springsteen The River
Watching the Detectives
She’s filing her nails while they’re dragging the lake … Nearly took a miracle to get you to stay It only took my little fingers to blow you away
Elvis Costello My Aim is True
Little Mascara
All you ever wanted was someone to take care of ya All you’re ever losing is a little mascara
Replacements Tim
Swingin Party
If being alone’s a crime, I’m serving forever Being strong is what you want, then I need help here with this feather … If being afraid is a crime, we hang side by side At the swingin’ party down the line
Replacements Tim
Most Cinematic Introduction to a Character
Little Red Corvette
I guess I should’ve known By the way you parked your car sideways That it wouldn’t last
Prince 1999
Lyrics that Move Me in an NSFW Way
Right in Time
Not a day goes by I don’t think about you You left your mark on me it’s permanent a tattoo Pierce the skin and the blood runs through Oh my baby
I take off my watch and my earrings My bracelets and everything Lie on my back and moan at the ceiling Oh my baby
The way you move it’s right in time The way you move it’s right in time It’s right in time with me
Lucinda Williams Car Wheels on a Gravel Road
Another Awesome Female Songwriter
Home
I’m going crazy A little every day And everything I wanted Is now driving me away
Sheryl Crow Sheryl Crow
Lyrics that Make Me Cry
Backstreets
We swore forever friends On the backstreets until the end
Bruce Springsteen Born to Run
As a teenager, this was pain from the imaginary betrayal from relationships that had never happened. This was where Bruce would adlib a rant longer than the song, filled with so much venom that it would become a classic breakup song each night. The adlib begins at 5:15.
But on Bruce’s last tour, a moment of magical synchronicity. Bruce and I did the same thing. We reframed these final lyrics.
We swore forever friends On the backstreets until the end
Instead of the angry rant, he would make a eulogy/dedication to the memory of the only remaining member of his first band who had recently passed away.
Until the ennnd Now I’ve got all your old books And I got your 45s And I carry everything else right here (refers to his heart) Right here I carry it right here Until the ennnd Until the ennnd Until the ennnd
I saw Bruce do this in Brooklyn with my stepson, whose favorite song is Backstreets.
I reframed it for myself a few years ago. It is now a positive affirmation. I am no longer married to or in contact with his mother, but he and I (and his sister) are forever friends … on the backstreets until the end.
Atlantic City
Sometimes, it makes me cry.
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold But with you, forever I’ll stay We’ll be goin’ out where the sands turn to gold But put your stockings on ’cause it might get cold
Bruce Springsteen Nebraska
Sarah
My best friend from high school recently passed away. She was the first person who told me they loved me who didn’t have to. The night she told me, she gave me my first Springsteen bootleg, a cassette tape she stole from her brother. This was the bootleg’s most significant revelation:
Racing in the Street
Tonight, tonight the highway’s bright Out of our way mister you best keep Cause summer’s gone and the time is right For racin’ in the street
Bruce Springsteen Darkness on the Edge of Town
And this is a song Bruce wrote about friendship the year Sarah and I met.
No Surrender
Alternate 3rd verse (Live 1975-’85)
Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim The walls of my room are closing in But it’s good to see your smiling face and to hear your voice again We could sleep in the twilight by the riverside
With a wide-open country in our hearts And these romantic dreams in our heads
Bruce Springsteen Live 1975–1985
Songs with Varying Permutations of Rhyme and Reason
Visions of Johanna
Rhyme and reason
Lights flicker from the opposite loft In this room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there’s nothing, really nothing to turn off
Bob Dylan Blonde on Blonde
Blinded by the Light
Rhyme with no reason
Some all-hot half-shot was headin’ for a hot spot snappin‘ his fingers clappin‘ his hands And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover’s knot with a whatnot in her hand And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers, “Daddy’s within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band”
Bruce Springsteen Greetings from Asbury Park
From my Springsteen Buddy Ken from his analysis above.
Let’s start with that first line, because it may be the most astonishing line of the whole song. In those mere fifteen words, we have: - a double quadruple internal rhyme (all-hot, half-shot, hot spot; fleshpot, mascot, knot, whatnot) - followed by a double internal rhyme (snappin’ and clappin’) -threaded with quintuple alliteration (hot, half, headin’, hot, hands)
Lines that Hold Up 45+ Years Later
Running on Empty
Gotta do what you can just to keep your love alive Trying not to confuse it, with what you do to survive
Jackson Browne Running on Empty
Thunder Road
Show a little faith, there’s magic in the night
Bruce Springsteen Born to Run
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