Murder Incorporated
Bruce
Springsteen
Intro: Em Dsus2 G A
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Bobby's got
a gun that he keeps beneath his pillow
Out on the
street your chances are zero
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A
Take a look
around you (come on now) it ain't too complicated
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You're
messin' with Murder Incorporated
Now you
check over your shoulder everywhere that you go
Walkin'
down the street there's eyes in every shadow
You better
take a look around you (come on now)
That
equipment you got's so outdated
You can't
compete with Murder Incorporated
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Everywhere
you look now, Murder Incorporated
Solo: Em D G A
Bm D
So you keep
a little secret down deep inside your dresser drawer
For deeling
with the heat you're feelin' out on the killin' floor
No matter
where you step you feel you're never out of danger
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So the
comfort that you keep's a gold-plated snub-nose thirty-two, I heard that you...
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Em D G A
Everywhere
you look live ain't got no soul
Em D
That
apartment you live in feels like it's just a place to hide
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When you're
walkin' down the street you won't meet no one eye to eye
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The cops
reported you as just another homicide
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But I can
tell that you were just frustrated
Em D G
A
From living
with Murder Incorporated
Everywhere
you look now, Murder Incorporated
Murder
Incorporated
My hometown
Bruce
Springsteen
Intro: E/A A E/A A D A E Esus E Esus E A D
E/A A E/A A D A E
I was eight
years old and running with a dime in my hand
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Into the
bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on
his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle
my hair and say son take a good look around
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This is
your hometown, this is your hometown
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This is
your hometown, this is your hometown
In `65
tension was running high at my high school
There was a
lot of fights between the black and white
There was
nothing you could do
Two cars at
a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun
Words were
passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled
times had come to my hometown
My
hometown, my hometown, my hometown
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Now Main
Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores
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Seems like
there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more
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They're
closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
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Foreman
says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back
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to your hometown, to your hometown
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your hometown, to your hometown
Last night
me and Kate we laid in bed talking about getting out
Packing up
our bags maybe heading south
I'm
thirty-five we got a boy of our own now
Last night
I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around
This is
your hometown
Nebraska
Bruce Springsteen
Intro: A D A D G D A D
A D A D
I saw her
standin' on her front lawn just twirlin' her baton
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Me and her
went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died
From the
town of Lincoln, Nebraska with a sawed-off .410 on my lap
Through to
the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path
I can't say
that I'm sorry for the things that we done
At least
for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun
The jury
brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death
Midnight in
a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest
Sheriff
when the man pulls that switch sir and snaps my poor head back
You make
sure my pretty baby is sittin' right there on my lap
They
declared me unfit to live said into that great void my soul'd be hurled
They wanted
to know why I did what I did
Well sir I
guess there's just a meanness in this world
Bruce
Springsteen
Intro: Am
F G Em
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Am
F
Do you
still say your prayers little darlin' do you go to bed at night
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Prayin'
that tomorrow everything will be alright
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But
tomorrow's fall in number in number one by one
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You wake up
and you're dying you don't even know what from
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Well, they
shot you point blank you been shot in the back
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Baby point
blank you been fooled this time, littel girl, that's a fact
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Point blank
right between the eyes baby point blank
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Right
between the pretty lies they tell,
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Little girl
you felt
You grew up
where young girls they grow up fast
You took
what you were handed and left behind what was asked
But what
they asked baby wasn't right, you didn't have to live that life
And I was
gonna be your Romeo, you were gonna be my Juliet
These days
you don’t wait on Romeos, you wait on that welfare check
and on all
the pretty things you can’t ever have, all the promises
That always
end up point blank yeah shot between the eyes
Point blank
like little white lies you tell to ease the pain
You're
walkin' in the sights baby point blank
And it’s
one false move and baby the lights go out
Once I
dreamed we were together again baby you and me
Back home
in those old clubs the way we used to be
We were
standin' at the bar and it was hard to hear
The band
was playin' loud, and you were shoutin' somethin' in my ear
You pulled
my jacket off and as the drummer counted four
You grabbed
my hand and pulled me out on the floor
You just
stood there and held me and you started dancin' slow
And as I pulled
you tighter I swore I'd never let you go
Well I saw
you last night down on the avenue
Your face
was in the shadows but Iknew that it was you
You were
standin' in the doorway out of the rain
You didn't
answer when I called out your name
You just
turned and then you looked away
like just another stranger waitin' to get
blown away
Point blank
oh right between the eyes
Baby point
blank yeah right between the pretty eyes, you fell
Ah you been
shot straight through the heart
Yeah point
blank
You've been
twisted up till you've become just another part of it baby
You're
walkin' in their sights
Point
blank, did you forget how to love, baby, did you forget how to fight
Point
blank, they must have shot you in the head, ‘cause point blank
Bang, bang
baby you’re dead.
Bruce Springsteen
Intro: G Em C9 C (x3)
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Em Am D
G C
I got a
sixty-nine Chevy with a 396 Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
Am
C
She's
waiting tonight down in the parking lot outside the seven-eleven store
Me and my
partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch and he rides with me from town
to town
We only run
for the money, got no strings attached, we set’em up and then we shut’em down
Tonight,
tonight the strip’s just right, I wanna blow’em off in my first heat
Summer’s
here and the time is right for racing in the street
We take all
the action we can meet and we cover all the northeast state,
When the
strip shuts down we run’em in the street, from the fireroads to the interstate
Now some
guys they just give up living, and start dying little by little, piece by piece
Some guys
come home from work and wash up and go racin’ in the street
Tonight,
tonight the strip’s just right, I wanna blow’em off all out of their seats
Calling out
around the world we’re going racing in the street.
Break: F Dm
Gm Bb
F Dm Gm C
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C
I met her
on the strip three years ago in a Camero with this dude from L.A.
Am C
I blew that
Camero off my back and drove that little girl away.
But now
there’s wrinkles around my baby’s eyes and she cries herself to sleep at night
When I come
home the house is dark, she sighs “Baby did you make it all right?”
She sits on
the porch of her daddy’s house but all her pretty dreams are torn
She stares
off alone into the night with the eyes of one who hate for just being born.
For all the
shot down strangers and hot road angels rumbling through this promised land,
Tonight my
baby and me we’re gomma ride to the sea and wash these sins off our hands
Tonight,
tonight the highway’s bright out of our way mister you best keep
‘Cause
summer’s here and the time is right for racing in the street.
Coda: G C
Am C