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Bruce Lyrics

I get up in the evening, and I record a new LP
I come home in the morning, I go to bed & everyone loves me
I ain't nothin' but tired, man I'm just tired & bored with myself
But I'm a working class hero, and It's supposed to be something that I sell
You can't move the product, you can't move the product without a face
This gun's for hire, even if if we're just dancin' in the dark
Messages keep gettin' clearer, is a cure for my despair
I check my look in the mirror, mabye I just need new clothes to wear
Man I ain't goin' nowhere, I'm just tryin' to fit into a fantasy
There's something happenin' somewhere, but it's not on Mtv
Can't be the boss, you can't be a boss without a bureacrocy
That gun's for hire, and it's always pointing at me.
You sit around getting older, listening to Bruce's new LP
Big guitar-ification of our own passivity

'Cause on the streets of this town everybody's giving up the fight
You're hungry for entertainment, so let's play the new Springsteen album tonight
I'm dying for a distraction, I'm sick of sittin' around here with my own mind
I need a rock and roll hero to put my nervous system back in line
You can't be a rock star, you can't be a star without a hit
There's something happenin' somewhere, Bruce Springsteen isn't it.
You can't start a fire, when your hero says there's nothin' to burn
This gun's for hire, even if if we're just dancin' in the dark
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