Atlantic City
Bruce Springsteen (& the "E" Street Band) Lyrics

Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
There was an explosion in Philadelphia where a man known as the chicken man lived, which destroyed not only his house but also him.

Now they blew up his house too
The chicken man's house was also targeted in the explosion.

Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready For a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do
On the boardwalk, there is preparation for a fight between the racket boys.

Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state And the D.A. can't get no relief
Trouble is coming from outside the state, and the District Attorney is powerless to stop it.

Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth
There is going to be a fight on the promenade and the gambling commission is barely surviving.

Well now everything dies baby that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Death is inevitable, but there is a possibility of reincarnation in the future.

Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Get ready and look good because we're meeting up tonight in Atlantic City.

Well I got a job and tried to put my money away But I got debts that no honest man could pay
I worked hard and saved money, but I owe more than I could afford to pay back honestly.

So I drew what I had from the Central Trust And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
I withdrew all my savings from Central Trust and bought two tickets for us to travel on the Coast City bus.

Now baby everything dies baby that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Reiterating the fact that everything dies but there is still hope for reincarnation.

Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Another reminder to look good and meet up tonight in Atlantic City.

Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold But with you forever I'll stay
We might have lost our luck and passion, but I will stick with you forever.

We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold Put on your stockin's 'cause the night's getting' cold
We are going to a place where the sand turns into gold, so you need to wear your stockings because it's getting cold at night.

And maybe everything dies that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Reiterating the hope for reincarnation despite the inevitability of death.

Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to find Down here it's just winners and losers And don't get caught on the wrong side of that line
I have been struggling to find work, and in this area, there are only winners and losers, so you need to be careful which side you align with.

Well I'm tired of comin' out on this losin' end So honey last night I met this guy And I'm gonna do a little favor for him
I'm tired of losing, so I met a guy last night, and I'm going to do him a favor.

Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
The final reminder that everything dies, but there is still hope for reincarnation.

Fix your hair up nice, fix yourself up pretty Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
The last call to get ready and look nice for our meeting tonight in Atlantic City.