Atlantic City – Bruce Springsteen
Atlantic City (1982) – Bruce Springsteen
Everything dies, baby, that’s a fact
Atlantic City (1982) – Bruce Springsteen
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
歌曲 Atlantic City,由歌手 Bruce Springsteen 在1982年唱出。歌曲長達4分鐘,類型屬於Folk Rock 民遙搖滾,填詞作曲由 Bruce Springsteen,歌曲被收錄於專輯《Nebraska》。
雖然歌曲在當時未能登上美國流行歌曲排行榜 Billboard Hot 100,但後來被《滾石》雜誌列入500首最佳歌曲之一。
歌曲主要是講述一對年輕情侶逃離 Atlantic City, New Jersey 新澤西大西洋城,歌曲的男主人因債務黑市打工,而捲入黑幫組織追殺。
歌詞方面
填詞作曲由 Bruce Springsteen
Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
And they blew up his house, too
Down on the boardwalk they’re ready for a fight
Gonna see what them racket boys can do
Now there’s trouble busin’ in from outta state
And the D.A. can’t get no relief
Gonna be a rumble on the promenade
And the gamblin’ commissioner’s hangin’ on by the skin of his teeth
Everything dies, baby, that’s a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well, I got a job and I put my money away
But I got the kind of debts that no honest man can pay
So I drew out what I had from the central trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
Everything dies, baby, that’s a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold
But with you, forever I’ll stay
We’ll be goin’ out where the sands turn to gold
But put your stockings on ’cause it might get cold
Oh, everything dies, baby, that’s a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Now I’ve been lookin’ for a job, but it’s hard to find
There’s winners and there’s losers
And I’m south of the line
Well, I’m tired of gettin’ caught out on the losin’ end
But I talked to a man last night, gonna do a little favor for him
Well, everything dies, baby, that’s a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Oh, meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Oh, meet me tonight in Atlantic City