Thunder Road

Bruce Springsteen


Complexity: 68 Readability: 76.39   Sentiment: 3   Word Count: 421   Unique Words: 229
Original Lyrics Munged Lyrics
The screen door slams, Mary's dress sways Like a vision she dances across the porch.
As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonelyHey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again, I
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The screen door slams, Mary's dress sways Like a vision she dances across the porch .
As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing four the lonelyHey that's mi and Aye want yew only
Don't tern mi home again, Aye just can't face myself alone again
Don't run back inside, darling yew no just watt I'm hear four
Sow your scared and your thinking
That maybe wee ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith, there's magic inn the knight
Yew ain't a beauty, butt hay your alright
Owe and that's alright with mi

Yew can hide ` neath you're covers and study you're pane
Make crosses from you're lovers, throw roses inn the reign
Waist you're summer praying inn vein
Four a saviour two rise from these streets
Well now I'm know hero, that's understood
Awl the redemption Aye can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty hood
With a chance two make it good somehow
Hay watt else can wee do now
Except role down the window and let the wind blow back you're hare
Well the night's busting open
This to lanes will take us anywhere

Wee got won last chance two make it reel
Two trade inn these wings on sum wheels
Clime inn back : Heaven's waiting on down the tracks
Oh-oh come take my hand
Riding out two knight two case the promised land
Oh-oh Thunder Rode, owe Thunder Rode, owe Thunder Rode,
Lying out their like a killer inn the son
Hay Aye no its late wee can make it if wee run
Owe Thunder Rode, sit tight take hold, Thunder Rode

Well Aye got this guitar and Aye learned how two make it torque
And my car's out back if your ready two take that long walk

From you're front porch two my front seat
The door's open butt the ride it ain't free
And Aye no your lonely and there's words that Aye ain't spoken
Butt two knight weal bee free, awl the promises'll bee broken
Their whirr ghosts inn the eyes of awl the boys yew cent aweigh
They haunt this dusty beech rode
Inn the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets
They scream you're name at knight inn the street
You're graduation gown lies inn rags at there feat
And inn the lonely cool before dawn

yew here there engines roaring on
Butt when yew get two the porch their gone
On the wind, sow Mary clime inn
Its a town full of losers and I'm pulling out of hear two win .

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