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Good Song: Glory Days by Bruce Springsteen

Bad Lyrics: A major hit by the Boss that nonetheless has some first draft problems.

I had a friend was a big baseball player, back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you, make you look like a fool boy

Have you ever seen a ball game, Bruce? It’s called a fastball. Now who looks like a fool?

We just sit around talking about the old times,
She says when she feels like crying
She starts laughing, thinking about glory days

That’s an admirable natural instinct for repression you got there, ma’am.

Glory days, well they’ll pass you by

That’s pretty much how it goes with all kinds of days, you know.

Glory days, in the wink of a young girl’s eye

Ok, that’s a condition unique to glory days, I suppose.