Born to Run

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Okay, onto my post now. You guys may be wondering why I'm bothering to blog about this song, which is really almost as old as my mum. But I'll just tell you guys that this post was inspired by a book I read- Battle Royale, and this was the main character's favourite song. However, the song wasn't included in the movie due to copyright issues.

Personally, I don't think that the singing is that great. It's not bad, but not brilliant. Maybe it's just me, but I'm not a big fan of 70s-style bawling. But I LOVE the tune and the lyrics. They give me this crazy-weird dystopic feeling... Give me a mental image of Shuya taking Noriko's hand, and running through the crowds, past the guards who are out to get them, past the people who are wondering who they are, and jumping on a boat to America where they can start a new life...

But I digress. Now, here are the lyrics for all of you to stare at. And if you think they're funny, all I can say is HEY! I told you I was strange.

In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
Its a death trap, its a suicide rap
We gotta get out while were young
`cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run

Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims
And strap your hands across my engines
Together we could break this trap
Well run till we drop, baby well never go back
Will you walk with me out on the wire
`cause baby Im just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta find out how it feels
I want to know if love is wild, girl I want to know if love is real

Beyond the palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I wanna die with you wendy on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss

The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight but theres no place left to hide
Together wendy well live with the sadness
Ill love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I dont know when were gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go and well walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us baby we were born to run

Maybe that's what I secretly want to do, come to think of it. Run away from home where I won't be faced with pressure and the horrors of the upcoming IB course. But nah. I think that I actually have a pretty good life. I don't have to worry about many of the things that people think about day and night...

But still, there are those days that I want to escape, and just run into the sunset holding hands with the boy of my dreams. Who is NOT named Wendy. Thank God. And in case you're wondering, it's not someone that exists in real life, nor is it a fictional character.

Who is it, then? I have no idea! xD I seem to be going off-topic a lot, don't I? Back to the post.

In a way, I believe that everyone has an escapist inside them, no matter how good, how bad, or how random your life is. There's always the things that bug you and make you want to scream. Those little things that annoy you to the extent that they become your "suicide machines" and those bigger things that are "death traps". And there's always that elusive something you're chasing. That so-called "American dream" that we're all looking towards, be it riches, happiness, health, career...

May everyone that reads this achieve them!