Henry Boy

Written by：BruceSpringsteen

They broke your toys this morning

Henry rode your board right into dust

Surrounded you with strangers who you could not trust

And then they had the gall

To write your name up on the girl's room wall

And send you out to Maria who spoke of babies and all

And wanted to shoot your joy

It's a hard world when you're the new kid in town ain't it Henry boy

Well the north side is for diamond studded women subtly selling their wares

And the west side is for debutantes and would be millionaires

Oh the East side is for lost boys who know their moves too well

The South side is for gamblers

Henry the train stops once for hell

It's a hard world

When they're forcing you to live your life out on broadway

But Henry I'm sure you're gonna like it well

Whoa the constellation she points to Gate Eleven

That's where you got your connections

Let me take a look inside my magic book

I don't think you're beyond my inventions

Whoa these doctor's appendages I'm giving you for wings

I'm sure it will meet the occasion

I'm gonna mix you some magic

You'll be spittin' sparks and ready for the invasion

Whoa and the milky way's a trip for dippers

They saw you coming a mile away

In the amusement park

You'll get clipped by rippers hiding behind candy 'cades

In the alleyway you'll get ripped by strippers all who know your name

In the stalls sit the soldier boy kissers on leave for just a day

And Henry couldn't take it

He's gonna be a submariner riding underground for the pope

Gonna stand on the corner of broadway and scream up 'scope