Atlantic City
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Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
Now they blew up his house, too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight, gonna see what them racket boys can do

Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state
And the DA can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade
And the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

Well, now everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away
But I got debts that no honest man can pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus

Now, baby, everything dies, honey, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday 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're goin' out where the sands turnin' to gold now
Put on your stockings, baby, 'cause the nights gettin' cold and
Everything dies, baby, that's a fact but maybe
Everything that dies someday comes back

Now I've 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
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

Well I guess everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Fix your hair up nice, make yourself look pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Come meet me tonight in Atlantic City
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
(Tonight in Atlantic City)
(Tonight in Atlantic City)
(Meet me tonight in Atlantic City)




(Tonight in Atlantic City)
(Tonight in Atlantic City)

Overall Meaning

"Atlantic City" is a song by Bruce Springsteen that tells a story of a couple seeking salvation in the famed New Jersey oceanside destination amid a politically tumultuous era. The song begins with the news of the death of the ‘chicken man’ in Philadelphia, and how it’s causing a ruckus in Atlantic City among the gangs. Springsteen immediately links this to the broader political reality of the time when there seemed to be chaos and anarchy at every step. He then goes on to express his feelings of desperation after trying to find a job without luck, trying to save money, but still ending up being stuck in debt. He buys two tickets on the Coast City Bus, hoping to escape this life but admits that everything dies, and maybe everything that dies someday comes back.


The song highlights the theme of hope amidst despair, as the couple seeks to find meaning, love, and success in Atlantic City. The lyrics symbolize the human struggle to find a better future despite the challenges of the immediate present. Springsteen sings of Atlantic City as a place of potential reinvention, where the sands are turning to gold, and where anything is possible. He encourages his partner to put on her stockings and to meet him in the city, thereby creating a sense of optimism and hopefulness as they plan to start a new life together.


Line by Line Meaning

Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
The situation is already tense as there has been a recent incident of violence where the chicken man was blown up in Philadelphia.


Now they blew up his house, too
The violence has escalated as the chicken man's house was also destroyed.


Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready For a fight, gonna see what them racket boys can do
The atmosphere is charged up on the boardwalk as the gangs are preparing for a fight.


Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state And the DA can't get no relief Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade And the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth
The problem has spread to the other states and even the District Attorney is helpless to control it. The situation is so critical that the gambling commission is barely holding on.


Well, now everything dies, baby, that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Although everything dies eventually, there is always a chance for a rebirth. So, the request is to dress up and meet in Atlantic City that night for a new beginning.


Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away But I got debts that no honest man can pay So I drew what I had from the Central Trust And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
Desperately trying to put his finances in order, the singer borrows from the Central Trust and buys two tickets on a bus to Coast City in hopes of finding a fresh start.


Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold But with you forever I'll stay We're goin' out where the sands turnin' to gold now Put on your stockings, baby, 'cause the nights gettin' cold and
Despite the unfortunate situation, the singer promises to remain with his love and go to a place where things are improving. He suggests putting on stockings for the cold night ahead.


Now I've 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 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
The artist is struggling to find work in a place where success is rare. He is tired of being a loser and decides to do a favor for someone in hopes of changing his luck.


Well I guess everything dies, baby, that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back Fix your hair up nice, make yourself look pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City Come meet me tonight in Atlantic City And meet me tonight in Atlantic City (Tonight in Atlantic City) (Tonight in Atlantic City) (Meet me tonight in Atlantic City) (Tonight in Atlantic City) (Tonight in Atlantic City)
The artist reiterates that everything dies, but there is always a chance for a comeback. The final request is to meet in Atlantic City for a new beginning, emphasizing it repeatedly.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Bruce Springsteen

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@ashleymonday298

The anguished howls in the background give this song a haunting quality that sticks with you long after the song is over.

@tracieramson9151

howls of lost souls waiting to come back as the song says

@tracieramson9151

Debts no HONEST man can pay...that's the story of life with COVID..those out of work had 2 choices..# 1 Live off credit cards if ya have them or live off the Food banks .not prices are going up on one thing and Up on another..Where did our American Dream Die and go off too and is it ever comin Back

@pattipaulsen7171

Perfectly said❤

@nicolebetz8484

I heard this song for the first time today while I was feeling really sad, missing my parents. Today would've been their 61st and 59th birthdays. I just know it was sent from them for me. ❤️

@catboi1188

Wow 🥺 young ...I miss my mother. Worst part of aging is experiencing the loss of our loved ones 😢

@eudaimoniac7143

Wow!!!!! My parents shared the same birthday 9/22. My father overdosed on my 45th (4/5) birthday in one of those hotels that line Rte.30 (which is the road with the billboards). Thanks for sharing your pain. I come here because this was also the last song I sent him before he died. Music was our language!!! Thanks for being vulnerable. ❤

@enzothebaker22

I'm sorry that your folks are gone, it seems they were so young. I'm sure they would appreciate your memory of them. I have no advice but have been where you are; it'll be ok.

@williamannette558

What kind of narcissist are u? Lol

@darrenlangton3996

Is it just me, or does nobody feel that the Nebraska album is Bruce's rawest and finest work?

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