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Hey Porter

de Bruce Springsteen

They're holding a committee of treason and lies
Doublespeak and sedition, then somebody dies
From the hill the smell of lilacs and the repeat of guns
She closes the window, draws the blinds, her first touch sucks the air from my lungs

Hey blue eyes, what you doing tonight
Hey blue eyes, yeah it's alright

She says, "In this house we've abandoned history, in this house there are no laws
Just the false taste of paradise and then the fall
In this house the guilty go unpunished, blood and silence prevail
Here the dead remain nameless, the nameless remain jailed"

Hey blue eyes, what you doing tonight
Hey blue eyes, yeah it's alright

In this house there's just the dust of bones, the basement's filled with lye
In this house our sons and daughters are spilled like wine
So come close my pretty darling and let me feel your disease
Tonight I'll have you naked and crawling at the end of my leash

Hey blue eyes, what you doing tonight
Hey blue eyes, hey it's alright

She says, "In this house it's so easy to set a world on fire
All you need is a name, the money, and a soul full of reckless desire
Upstairs the landlord is dining here with his criminal friends
Don't worry, they'll have the bags packed and be long gone before the real fucking begins"

Hey blue eyes, yeah, what you doing tonight
Hey blue eyes, hey it's alright
Hey blue eyes, what you doing tonight
Hey blue eyes, yeah it's alright

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