Everybody Form a Line

Sparks fly on E Street when the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot 

All the little girls' souls grow weak when the man-child gives them a double shot 







Them schoolboy pops pull out all the stops on a Friday night 

The teenage tramps in skintight pants do the E Street dance and everything's all right 

Well the kids down there are either dancing or hooked up in a scuffle


Dressed in snakeskin suits packed with Detroit muscle


They're doin' the E Street Shuffle 


Now those E Street brats in twilight duel flash like phantoms in full star stream 

Now those E Street brats in twilight duel flash like phantoms in full star stream 

The newsboys say the heat's been bad since Power Thirteen gave a trooper all he had in a summer scuffle

And Power's girl, Little Angel, been on the corner keepin' those crazy boys out of trouble 


Little Angel steps the shuffle like she ain't got no brains 

She's death in combat down on Lover's Lane

She drives all them local boys insane

Little Angel says, "Oh, oh, everybody form a line
Oh, oh, everybody form a line"  




Sparks light on E Street when the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot 

All them little girls' souls grow weak when the man-child gives them a double shot

Little Angel hangs out at Easy Joe's

 It's a club where all the riot squad goes when they're cashin' in for a cheap hustle

But them boys are still on the corner loose

 And doin' that lazy E Street Shuffle

As them sweet summer nights turn into summer dreams

Little Angel picks up Power and he slips on his jeans

And they move on out down to the scene 

All the kids are dancin'






This Life





















A bang then stardust in your eyes
A billion years for just this night
In a way it will be alright,
A blackness then the light of a million stars
As you slip into my car
The evening sky strikes parks,
This life, this life and then the next
With you I have been blessed
What more can you expect?
At night, at my telescope, alone
This emptiness I’ve roamed
Searching for a home,
Stars, a brief string of shining charms
Rushing in right out of our arms
Into the drifting dark,
This life, this life and then the next
With you I have been blessed
What more can you expect?
This life, this life and then the next
I finger the hem of your dress
My universe at rest.
We reach for starlight all night long
But gravity is too strong
Chained to this earth we go on and on and on and on…
Then a million sighs cresting where you stood
A beauty in the neighborhood
This lonely planet never looked so good













photo by Annie Lebowitz















photo by Andy Warhol












This life, this life and then the next
With you I have been blessed
What more can you expect?
This life, this life and then the next
I finger the hem of your dress
My universe at rest.