Bruce Springsteen - It's hard to be a saint in the city (lyrics) video free download


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Uploaded: 2011/04/22

It's hard to be a saint in the city

I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra

I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova

I could walk like Brando right into the sun

Then dance just like a Casanova

With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet

Silver star studs on my duds like a Harley in heat

When I strut down the street I could hear its heartbeat

The sisters fell back and said "Don't that man look pretty"

The cripple on the corner cried out "Nickels for your pity"

Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty

It's so hard to be a saint in the city

I was the king of the alley, mama, I could talk some trash

I was the prince of the paupers crowned downtown at the beggar's bash

I was the pimp's main prophet I kept everything cool

Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose

And when the heat came down it was left on the ground

The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street

Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat

I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat

It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy out on the street

And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead

As the tracks clack out the rhythm their eyes fixed straight ahead

They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread

But it's too hot in these tunnels you can get hit up by the heat

You get up to get out at your next stop but they push you back down in your seat

Your heart starts beatin' faster as you struggle to your feet

Then you're outa that hole and back up on the street

And them South Side sisters sure look pretty

The cripple on the corner cries out "Nickels for your pity"

And them downtown boys sure talk gritty

It's so hard to be a saint in the city

Do not own anything

Comments

8 years ago

Plasteig Etienne

if anyone has watched "The Fugitive Kind" bySydney Lumet ("l'homme à la peau de serpent") with Marlon Brando, I think you've got all the clues.Been listening to this album for 24 years, still amazed.

9 years ago

christopher roman

"I was the king of the alley, mama, I could talk some trash...I was the prince of the paupers...

9 years ago

Jack Hammerhead

The cripple on the cornerCried out nickles for your pity..

9 years ago

Cristian B.

Allafacciadeltesto!!!!“Ho la pelle come il cuoioe lo sguardo di duro diamante come un cobrasono nato triste e alteratoma ho bruciato come una supernovaho potuto camminare come Brandodritto verso il solepoi ballare come un Casanovacon il mio manganelloe la giacca e i capelli ingellatiUna stella d’argento orna i miei straccicome una Harley nel calorequando avanzavo impettito giù per la stradapotevo sentire il suo cuore batterele sorelle indietreggiavanoe dicevano – Proprio carino quell’uomo –lo storpio all’angolo urlava– Un nichelino per vostra pietà –qui ragazzi del distributoreparlano veramente da duriè dura essere un santo in città

9 years ago

Jon Wiliams

Classic.

9 years ago

jennifer zafra

i love this song

9 years ago

blue crane

oh he was magical in his youth. wow.

9 years ago

josh gainsboro

can anyone tell me what scale that piano uses at that beginning

9 years ago

tacosandpussy

a fantastic song from mayhap one of the best albums ever.

9 years ago

650219PUNK

i love this song!!

10 years ago

Adam Oded

Sometimes the Jersey boy in me comes out.

10 years ago

Branislav Stojkovic

Bruce Springsteen - It's hard to be a saint in the city (lyrics)

10 years ago

Tat M

Really a great song.

10 years ago

Thomas DeDominicis

Great album

10 years ago

Lblu1181

I love this album So much! Thanks for the lyrics:)

10 years ago

Dimitry Raskolnikov

Why the fuck can't I reply to comments?

10 years ago

odinmchaggis

Rinse and repeat.

10 years ago

luis pena

Oh my, this whole album makes my soul smile:)

11 years ago

trfesok

I heard a priest quote this song in a homily 25 years ago or so.. "an apt descrption of temptation" .. a crazy guy had told him on the subway that Bruce was a "prophet".. Thanks for the upload!

11 years ago

Charles Chandler

I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova I could walk like Brando right into the sun Then dance just like a Casanova With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet Silver star studs on my duds like a Harley in heat When I strut down the street I could hear its heartbeat The sisters fell back and said "Don't that man look pretty" The cripple on the corner cried out "Nickels for your pity" Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty It's so hard to be a saint in the city I was the king of the alley, mama, I could talk some trash I was the prince of the paupers crowned downtown at the beggar's bash I was the pimp's main prophet I kept everything cool Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose And when the heat came down it was left on the ground The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy out on the street And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead As the tracks clack out the rhythm their eyes fixed straight ahead They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread But it's too hot in these tunnels you can get hit up by the heat You get up to get out at your next stop but they push you back down in your seat Your heart starts beatin' faster as you struggle to your feet Then you're outta that hole and back up on the street And them South Side sisters sure look pretty The cripple on the corner cries out "Nickels for your pity" And them downtown boys sure talk gritty It's so hard to be a saint in the city... ...........:)O(:...........

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