Beautiful boys with bright red guitars In the spaces between the stars.
Electric guitars areanabomination, whoever heard of an electric violin? An electric cello? Or for that matter an electric singer?
The street's alive as secret debts are paid, Contacts made, they vanished unseen. Kids flash guitars just like switch-blades Hustling for the record machine. The hungry and the hunted explode into rock'n'roll bands That face off against each other out in the street, down in Jungleland.Bruce Springsteen