BACKSTREETS^©

Live 29 Sep 1976 version

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
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
With a love so hard and filled with defeat, hey!
Running for our lives tonight on the backstreets

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 when you let loose of everything
To go running on the backstreets, running on the backstreets
You swore we'd live forever
On the backstreets we take it together
Whoooooa

Endless juke joints and Valentino drag
Where dancers scraped the tears up off the street 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, on the truth that ran us down
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
I hated him and I hated you when you were gone
Whoah!
Hoohhh!

Now 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
And after all this time we 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
We swore forever friends
On the backstreets until the end

Until the end
Just me and you babe
Still waiting, still waiting
Still waiting, hmmm, still waiting
Just just waiting, just just waiting
Just just just

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
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
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Well alright
We'll go hiding on the backstreets tonight

Hiding on the backstreets
Heey whoa
Whooa whoooa whoooaaa

Whooa whoooa whooooooa whoooooaooa

Page last updated: 00 Xxx 2008

The above lyrics are for the 29 Sep 1976 performance at the Civic Center, Santa Monica, CA. This is one of the earliest versions of BACKSTREETS that include the Sad Eyes interlude -- or better said, what will evolve into the Sad Eyes interlude.

List of available versions of BACKSTREETS on this website:

• Album's version (more details)

Thanks Chris at born2run.de for the lyrics help.