Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Woah
Well I'm riding down Kingsley
Figuring I'll get a drink
Well I turn the radio up loud
So I don't have to think
Then I take her to the floor
Looking for a moment when the world
Seems right
And I tear into the guts
Mmh, of something in the night

Well you're born with nothing
And better off that way
Soon as you've got something they send
Someone to try and take it away
Well you can ride this road 'til dawn
Without another human being in sight
Yeah, just kids wasted on
Oh, something in the night

Oh, nothing is forgotten or forgiven
When it's your last time around, huh
Well I got stuff running 'round my head
That I just can't live down

When we found the things we loved
They were crushed and dying in the dirt
We tried to pick up the pieces
And get away without getting hurt
But they caught us at the state line
And burned our cars in one last fight
And left us running burned and blind
Hmm, chasing something in the night

Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh, yeah
Oh
So

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Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen