Born To Run
28 Авг 2013 Песни
Born To Run
Bruce Springsteen In the day we sweat it out In the streets of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory In suicide machines Sprung from cages out on HighWay 9 Chrome wheeled, fuel injected And steppin' out over the line Baby this town rips the bones from your back It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap We gotta get out while we're young 'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wraps your legs 'round these velvet rims And strap your hands across my engines Together we could break this trap We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back Will you walk with me out on the wire 'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider But I gotta know how it feels I want to know if your love is wild Girl I want to know if love is real Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard The amusement park rises bold and stark Kids are huddled on the beach on a mist I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight In an everlasting kiss The highway's jammed with broken heroes On a last chance power drive Everybody's out on the run tonight But there's no place left to hide Together Wendy we can live with the sadness I'll love you with all the madness in my soul Someday girl I don't know when We're gonna get to that place Where we really want to go And we'll walk in the sun But till then tramps like us Baby we were born to run 5-ый трек (1B) из альбома "Born To Run" (1975), песня вышла также на сингле. 23-ая позиция в чарте Billdoard Hot 100. 21-ая позиция в списке "500 величайших песен всех времен". Текст песни взят из открытых источников. Текст песни принадлежит их авторам.
Applause
28 Авг 2013 Hit-parad, Novyi albom, Песни
Applause
Lady Gaga, Paul Blair, Dino Zisis, Nick Monson, Martin Bresso Lady Gaga I stand here waiting for you to bang the gong To crash the critic saying, "Is it right or is it wrong?" If only fame had an I.V., baby could I bear Being away from you, I found the vein, put it in here I live for the applause, applause, applause I live for the applause-plause Live for the applause-plause Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me The applause, applause, applause Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights on) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud) Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights on) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud) (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch I've overheard your theory "nostalgia's for geeks" I guess sir, if you say so, some of us just like to read One second I'm a Koons, then suddenly the Koons is me Pop culture was an art, now art's a pop culture in me I live for the applause, applause, applause I live for the applause-plause Live for the applause-plause Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me The applause, applause, applause Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights on) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud) Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights on) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud) (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch Ooh-ooh Touch, touch Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh Touch, touch now Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo Ooh-ooh I live for the applause, applause, applause I live for the applause-plause Live for the applause-plause Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me. The applause, applause, applause Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights on) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud) Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights on) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud) (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch (make it real loud) (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch A-R-T-P-O-P Первый сингл к выходящему в ноябре 2013 года альбому "ARTPOP". 6-ая позиция в чарте Billdoard Hot 100. Текст песни взят из открытых источников. Текст песни принадлежит их авторам.
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