We’re gonna buy that old building / Make it a national monument / ...Let’s get on with it.

Baby I know things are gonna get better for us / I know things can’t stay this way forever for us

It’s gonna live, breathe, and jump again.

My soul is in exile as long as it’s not one with you ...

The obvious: The classic “Greetings From Asbury Park, N.J.” The postcard came long before the record. But it was the perfect vehicle that...

Well take a step back / And see how pathetic you are / Bending over so far backward / Till you snap like a tree in the wind