I’m on Fire - Bruce Springsteen

Bruce Springsteen might be The Boss, but in I'm on Fire he's also… extremely calm about being absolutely covered in metaphorical (or maybe real?) flames.

This week we dive deep into one of the most quietly horny and confusing songs ever written. Is Bruce seducing someone? Is he literally combusting? Did he just wet the bed in three different ways at once? And why does this sound so romantic when the lyrics are basically an unhinged fever dream?

We try (and fail) to make sense of it all, explore the strangest possible interpretations, and even manage to drag Creed into it. Because of course we do.

Expect:

• unsettling lyrical discoveries

• accidental self-immolation

• unexpected gymnastics

• at least one conversation about Mormon soaking

• a healthy amount of shame for ever thinking this was a sexy song

All hail The Boss… but also, mate, are you okay?

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