It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City-Bruce Springsteen/The E Street Band

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810] [offset:0] [00:21.06]I had skin like leather and the diamond hard look of a cobra [00:27.48]I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova [00:33.87]I could walk like brando right into the sun [00:37.26]Then dance just like a casanova [00:41.85]With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet [00:45.21]Silver star studs on my duds like a harley in heat [00:48.15]When I strut down the street I could feel its heartbeat [00:51.57]The sisters fell back and said don't that man look pretty [00:54.75]The cripple on the corner cried out nickels for your pity [00:57.87]Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty [01:00.60]It's so hard to be a saint in the city [01:02.58]I was the king of the alley mama I could talk some trash [01:14.55]I was the prince of the paupers crowned downtown at the beggar's bash [01:20.97]I was the pimp's main prophet I kept everything cool [01:24.51]Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose [01:27.18]And when the heat came down it was left on the ground [01:32.01]The devil appeared like jesus through the steam in the street [01:35.85]Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat [01:38.67]I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat [01:41.67]It's so hard to be a saint [01:42.96]When you're just a boy out on the street [01:49.62]And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead [01:52.62]As the tracks clack out the rhythm their eyes fixed straight ahead [01:56.04]They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread [01:59.31]But it's too hot in these tunnels [02:00.78]You can get hit up by the heat [02:02.64]You get up to get out at your next stop [02:04.44]But they push you back down in your seat [02:06.00]Your heart starts beatin' faster as you struggle to your feet [02:09.36]Then you're outa that hole and back up on the street [02:11.88]And them south side sisters sure look pretty [02:15.03]The cripple on the corner cries out nickels for your pity [02:18.09]And them downtown boys sure talk gritty [02:21.09]It's so hard to be a saint in the city