Backstreets - Live at the Hammersmith Odeon, London, UK - November 1975

Soft, infested summer, me and Terry became friends

Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in

Catching rides to the outskirts, tying faith between our teeth

Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house, getting wasted in the heat

And hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

With a love so hard and filled with defeat

Running for our lives at night on them backstreets

Slow dancing in the dark on the beach at Stockton's Wing

Where desperate lovers park, we sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings

Huddled in our cars, waiting for the bells that ring

In the deep heart of the night, wanna us loose of everything

To go running on the backstreets

Running on the backstreets

Swore we'd live forever (hah)

On them backstreets we made it together, together

Endless juke joints and Valentino drag

Where dancers scraped the tears up off the streets, dressed down in rags

Running into the darkness, some hurt bad, some really dying

At night sometimes it seemed you could hear that whole damn city crying

Blame it on the lies that killed us, on the truth that ran us down

Blame it all on me, Terry, it don't matter to me now

When the breakdown hit at midnight, there was nothing left to say

But I hated him and I hated you when you went away

Laying here in the dark, you're like an angel on my chest

Another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness

Remember all the movies, Terry, we'd go see

Trying to learn how to walk like the heroes we thought we had to be

And after all this time to find we're just like all the rest

Stranded in the park and forced to confess

To hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Swore forever friends

On the backstreets until the end

Until the end

Miss you babe

Miss you babe

On the backstreets

On the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

It was alright

We'll go hiding on the backstreets tonight

On the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

On the backstreets

Hiding on the backstreets

On the backstreets

On the backstreets

On the backstreets

Swallow

Swallow

Whoa you know

No oh

No oh