rock n roll ain't poetry

Bruce sings about streets
E Street
57th Street
82nd Street
Racing in the street
Out on the street
Streets of Philadelphia
Streets of fire
and Backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets

You wanna be Patti and you think you know the streets
But Patti ain't got nothing on Bruce
Bruce knows streets
Forgiveness is not found on the streets
And there is no maybe in the streets

I am not creative, I do not write poetry
I just copy
So I am destroying everything that doesn't make me more like Bruce Springteen

You can be Patti Smith.
Just let me be.
The night does not belong to us.