BACKSTREETS^©

Live 09 Oct 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
And hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
With a love so hard and filled with defeat
Our lives at night on them backstreets
Whoa oh-ohhh-ohhh

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
We swore we'd live forever
On the backstreets we make it together
Whoa-oh

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, blame it 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 went away
Whoa-oh, whoa-ohhh

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, that we'd go see
Trying to learn how to walk like the heroes we thought we had to be
And 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
We swore forever friends
On the backstreets until the end

Until the end
Just me and you baby
Just me and you baby
I know we could steal away
Baby me and you could steal away
We could slip away
We could slip away
I take, I take all my money out of the bank
I quit my job and you quit your job
Yeah, we could steal
La-la-la hmmm we could steal away
We could all hit, hit town
We could knock over a 7-11 store and steal away
We could slip away
We could
We could steal away
We could slip away
We could slip away
'Cause who's gonna miss us
Nobody's gonna know
We could steal away
Steal away
Slip away
We could run, run, run, run, run
We could run, run, run, run, run
We could run, run, run, run, run
We could run, run
And if we don't make it
And if we didn't make it
It don't really matter

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
We're all
We're all hiding on the backstreets tonight
Whoa-oh-oh alright!
Whoa-oh-oh alright!
On the backstreets, whoa!

Whoa-oh!
Ahhh!
Ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh!

Page last updated: 00 Xxx 2008

The above lyrics are for the 09 Oct 1976 performance at Notre Dame University, South Bend, IN.

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