Born To Run - Frankie Goes To Hollywood

In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream

At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines

Sprung from cages on Highway 9

Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected and steppin' way over the line

Oh, baby, this town rips the bones from your back

It’s a death trap

It’s a suicide rap

Y’gotta get out while you’re young

'Cause tramps like us, baby, we were born to run

Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend

I wanna guard your dreams and your visions

Just wrap your legs 'round my velvet rims

And strap your hands 'cross my engines

Together we could break this trap

We’ll run 'til we drop, and, baby, we’ll never go back

Oh, will you walk with me out on the wire?

'Cause, baby, I’m a scared and lonely rider

But I gotta find out how it feels

I wanna know if love is wild

I wanna know if love is real

Can you show me?

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 in the

mist

I wanna die with you, Wendy, on the street tonight in an everlasting kiss

One, two, three, four

The highway’s jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive

Everybody’s on the run tonight, there ain’t no place left to hide

Together, Wendy, we’ll live with the sadness, I’ll love you with all the

madness in my soul

Oh, someday, girl, I don’t know when

We’ll get to that place we really wanna go, and we’ll walk in the sun

'Cause, tramps like us, baby, we were born to run

Born to run