Requiem, K. 626: II. Kyrie (Recorded 1975)
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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 stepping out over the line
Whoah 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
Yes girl, we were
Wendy, let me in,
I wanna be your friend, I wanna guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap 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
Whoah, 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 wanna know if love is wild, baby, I wanna know if love is real
Oh can you show me
Huh! Now!
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 a mist
I wanna die with you, Wendy,
on the street tonight in an everlasting kiss
Huh!
One, two, three, four!
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
Woah, 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
Ah honey, tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Come on Wendy, tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Woah woah woah-woah
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