In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages on Highway 9 Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected, steppin' all over the line Maybe this skin rips the bones from our backs It's a d**h trap It's a suicide rap We're gonna do it while we're young 'Cause bums like us Maybe we were born to run Please, let me in, I wanna be your friend I wanna guard your visions and dreams Just strap your legs 'round these velvet rims And hold on to my themes Together we can break this trap We'll run 'til we drop, maybe we'll never go back Will you walk with me on the wire? 'Cause I'm just a scared and lonely rider With all that's missing glum Well, bums like us Maybe we were born to run This highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive Everybody's on the run tonight, but there's no place left to hide Together, we can live with the sadness, I love you with all the madness in my soul Someday, girl, I don't know when We're gonna get to that place we really wanna go, and we'll walk in the sun But 'til then, bums like us Maybe we were born to run Maybe we were born to run Maybe we were born to run