Arabian Nights Bruce Springsteen
"Arabian Nights" by Bruce Springsteen, released in 1988, is a #Rock song that explores themes of longing, adventure, and the search for freedom. The lyrics evoke a sense of wanderlust and romanticism, blending storytelling with a driving rhythm. Its unique musical elements include Middle Eastern-inspired melodies, contributing to its cultural allure and impact.
Shrieks of Sheiks as they run across the movie screen
A thousand sand-dune soldiers led by an Arabian Queen
And the harem girls move like fancy (Clancy's) dancers
In my dirty dreams
And I wake up on the floor clutching the bed-lamp
And Mama comes in, she screams
"Hey you been out with that tramp again last night
You know that silver-sequined Arab black bitch
The one that Mama don't like ?"
But Mama she sings me moontime melodies
With this great Top 40 hook
She shrugs her shoulders, she don't care
Papa just stares and says "Mary, look the girl's alright
The girl's alright"
And there's a tenseness in the air-------He turns and says
Don't you know, can't you feel it--------"Tell me son, what's the word ?"
Because there's something hanging there--'Cos you know he can't hear it
Pull back the mist and reveal it---------But don't go near it
And even if you fear what you near-------It's criticized as too absurd
Don't conceal it-------------------------Even the animals fear it
'Cos if what Mama feels is too real------Papa says "Fetch me my flashlight
Son"
She just claims she don't feel it--------And she stumbles out the front door
So come out from behind your bunkers
'Cos the lift-off's been a bust
Oh Papa's Gone and Mama's dead
And buried in my rocket dust
You're alone now for the first time
Don't worry, 'cos that's all right
All fear will completely disappear
Come the Arabian Night
A thousand sand-dune soldiers led by an Arabian Queen
And the harem girls move like fancy (Clancy's) dancers
In my dirty dreams
And I wake up on the floor clutching the bed-lamp
And Mama comes in, she screams
"Hey you been out with that tramp again last night
You know that silver-sequined Arab black bitch
The one that Mama don't like ?"
But Mama she sings me moontime melodies
With this great Top 40 hook
She shrugs her shoulders, she don't care
Papa just stares and says "Mary, look the girl's alright
The girl's alright"
And there's a tenseness in the air-------He turns and says
Don't you know, can't you feel it--------"Tell me son, what's the word ?"
Because there's something hanging there--'Cos you know he can't hear it
Pull back the mist and reveal it---------But don't go near it
And even if you fear what you near-------It's criticized as too absurd
Don't conceal it-------------------------Even the animals fear it
'Cos if what Mama feels is too real------Papa says "Fetch me my flashlight
Son"
She just claims she don't feel it--------And she stumbles out the front door
So come out from behind your bunkers
'Cos the lift-off's been a bust
Oh Papa's Gone and Mama's dead
And buried in my rocket dust
You're alone now for the first time
Don't worry, 'cos that's all right
All fear will completely disappear
Come the Arabian Night
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