It's Hard to Be a Saint in the City-Bruce Springsteen

[ti:It's Hard to Be a Saint in the City] [ar:Bruce Springsteen] [al:Greetings From Asbury Park, N.J./The Wild, The Innocent & The E Street Shuffle/Darkness On The Edge Of Town] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]It's Hard to Be a Saint in the City - Bruce Springsteen [00:22.84]I had skin like leather [00:24.63]And the diamond-hard look of a cobra [00:27.41] [00:29.93]I was born blue and weathered [00:31.81]But I burst just like a supernova [00:35.11] [00:37.03]I could walk like Brando right into the sun [00:40.93]Then dance just like a Casanova [00:44.27] [00:45.96]With my blackjack and jacket [00:47.91]And hair slicked sweet [00:49.54]Silver star studs on my duds [00:51.68]Like a Harley in heat [00:53.00]When I strut down the street [00:54.47]I could feel it's heartbeat [00:56.20] [00:57.27]The sisters fell back [00:58.37]And said "Don't that man look pretty" [01:00.56]The cripple on the corner cried out [01:02.36]"Nickels for your pity" [01:03.78]Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty [01:06.88]It's so hard to be a saint in the city [01:09.72] [01:15.15]I was the king if the alley [01:17.25]Mama I could talk some trash [01:19.50] [01:22.39]I was the prince of the paupers crowned downtown [01:25.88]At the beggar's bash [01:27.45] [01:29.47]I was the pimp's main prophet [01:31.15]I kept everything cool [01:33.13]Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose [01:36.06] [01:38.27]And when the heat came down [01:40.03]It was left on the ground [01:42.02] [01:42.65]The devil appeared like [01:43.79]Jesus through the steam in the street [01:45.98]Showin' me a hand I knew [01:47.52]Even the cops couldn't beat [01:49.03]I felt his hot breath on my neck [01:50.75]As I dove into the heat [01:52.35]It's so hard to be a saint [01:54.18]When you're just a boy out on the street [01:56.28] [02:01.00]And the sages of the subway sit [02:02.92]Just like the living dead [02:04.65]As the tracks clack out the rhythm [02:06.31]Their eyes fixed straightahead [02:07.65] [02:08.40]They ride the line of balance [02:09.93]And hold on by just a thread [02:11.47]But it's too hot in these tunnels [02:13.23]You can get hit up by the heat [02:15.25]You get up to get out [02:16.49]At your next stop but they push you [02:18.00]Back down in your seat [02:18.91]Your heart starts beatin' faster [02:20.69]As you struggle to your feet [02:22.35]You're outa that hole [02:23.51] [02:24.41]And back up on the street [02:25.98]And them South Side sisters sure look pretty [02:28.65] [02:29.58]The cripple on the corner cries out [02:31.73]"Nickels for your pity" [02:33.06]And them downtown boys they sure talk gritty [02:36.40]It's so hard to be a saint in the city