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Lirik Lagu Randolph Street (Master of Electricity) - Bruce Springsteen

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I remember yesterday and I'd sit and watch the hound dogs playHowlin' at the China moonNow yesterday is the busted bluesLife was young, things were easy,Days were short, nights were warmTime were good. Hate was shallowThe horse crazy behind theI swear that I've seen your face somewhere back in that timeand I'm in theat place. Do you rememberThe old house stood like World War Two with just roomsand a hall to be used.The lady was mean.Just slightly unclean with a heart of cold silver and gold.Kitchen smelled of kerosene.Celing hung down on veil and rotted beamsand the man, they said, his work could of hung in the roomNow he sits around all day because his left arm won't moveHe was a master of the art of electricityHe lectured on tours and circuitry.He was self-employed, but he could never see his way into the lightHe had a room full of switches and dials and lights anda head full of clouds and eyes full of sight.And when it got dark,I could hear his heartbeat like a mother in the night.She stood like a guardian ready to give everything up.If I had asked for a sword and her blood in a cup.but there was just time when I asked for too much.She sighed because she could not give it.We used to sit beneath the tree just the lady, the radio man and me.And I think it was the winter of '63 the man went away and let us beIt was early on an August day that the lady decided she must go away.Her heart it seems could not pay the price for what her body was buyingI came home from school and I found the note went into the kitckenand lit the old stone with songs set on overload.I turned on the TV, spent the rest of the sfternoon watchingall my cartoons thru the halland across the porch was the sun surrendered like a crying torch.