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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
In the beginning
There was the cold and the night Prophets and angels gave us the fire and the light Man was triumphant Armed with the faith and the will Even the darkest ages couldn't kill Too many kingdoms Too many flags on the field So many battles, so many wounds to be healed Time is relentless Only true love perseveres It's been a long time and now I'm with you After two thousand years This is our moment Here at the crossroads of time We hope our children carry our dreams down the line They are the vintage What kind of life will they live? Is this a curse or a blessing that we give? Sometimes I wonder Why are we so blind to fate? Without compassion, there can be no end to hate No end to sorrow Caused by the same endless fears Why can't we learn from all we've been through After two thousand years? There will be miracles After the last war is won Science and poetry rule in the new world to come Prophets and angels Gave us the power to see What an amazing future there will be And in the evening After the fire and the light One thing is certain Nothing can hold back the night Time is relentless And as the past disappears We're on the verge of all things new We are two thousand years |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
In the beginning
There was the cold and the night Prophets and angels gave us the fire and the light Man was triumphant Armed with the faith and the will Even the darkest ages couldn't kill Too many kingdoms Too many flags on the field So many battles, so many wounds to be healed Time is relentless Only true love perseveres It's been a long time and now I'm with you After two thousand years This is our moment Here at the crossroads of time We hope our children carry our dreams down the line They are the vintage What kind of life will they live? Is this a curse or a blessing that we give? Sometimes I wonder Why are we so blind to fate? Without compassion, there can be no end to hate No end to sorrow Caused by the same endless fears Why can't we learn from all we've been through After two thousand years? There will be miracles After the last war is won Science and poetry rule in the new world to come Prophets and angels Gave us the power to see What an amazing future there will be And in the evening After the fire and the light One thing is certain Nothing can hold back the night Time is relentless And as the past disappears We're on the verge of all things new We are two thousand years |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
In the beginning
There was the cold and the night Prophets and angels gave us the fire and the light Man was triumphant Armed with the faith and the will Even the darkest ages couldn't kill Too many kingdoms Too many flags on the field So many battles, so many wounds to be healed Time is relentless Only true love perseveres It's been a long time and now I'm with you After two thousand years This is our moment Here at the crossroads of time We hope our children carry our dreams down the line They are the vintage What kind of life will they live? Is this a curse or a blessing that we give? Sometimes I wonder Why are we so blind to fate? Without compassion, there can be no end to hate No end to sorrow Caused by the same endless fears Why can't we learn from all we've been through After two thousand years? There will be miracles After the last war is won Science and poetry rule in the new world to come Prophets and angels Gave us the power to see What an amazing future there will be And in the evening After the fire and the light One thing is certain Nothing can hold back the night Time is relentless And as the past disappears We're on the verge of all things new We are two thousand years |
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from Billy Joel - 52Nd Street (1978)
They say it takes a lot to keep a love alive
In every heart there pumps a different beat But if we shift the rhythm into overdrive Well, we could generate a lot of heat On 52nd Street Oh oh 52nd Street We`re gonna have a little show parade Before they know the second bar was played We`re gonna slip it to `em short and sweet on 52nd Street |
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from Billy Joel - The Bridge (1986)
Some love is just a lie of the heart
The cold remains of what began with a passionate start And they may not want it to end But it will, it's just a question of when I've lived long enough to have learned The closer you get to the fire the more you get burned But that won't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust I know you're an emotional girl It took a lot for you to not lose your faith in this world I can't offer you proof But you're gonna face a moment of truth It's hard when you're always afraid You just recover when another belief is betrayed So break my heart if you must It's a matter of trust You can't go the distance With too much resistance I know you have doubts But for God's sake don't shut me out This time you've got nothing to lose You can take it, you can leave it, whatever you choose I won't hold back anything And I'll walk away a fool or a king Some love is just a lie of the mind It's make believe until it's only a matter of time And some might have learned to adjust But then it never was a matter of trust (INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE) I'm sure you're aware love, We've both had our share of believing too long When the whole situation was wrong Some love is just a lie of the soul A constant battle for the ultimate state of control After you've heard lie upon lie There can hardly be a question of why Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start But that can't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust It's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust |
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from Billy Joel - The Bridge (1986)
Some love is just a lie of the heart
The cold remains of what began with a passionate start And they may not want it to end But it will, it's just a question of when I've lived long enough to have learned The closer you get to the fire the more you get burned But that won't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust I know you're an emotional girl It took a lot for you to not lose your faith in this world I can't offer you proof But you're gonna face a moment of truth It's hard when you're always afraid You just recover when another belief is betrayed So break my heart if you must It's a matter of trust You can't go the distance With too much resistance I know you have doubts But for God's sake don't shut me out This time you've got nothing to lose You can take it, you can leave it, whatever you choose I won't hold back anything And I'll walk away a fool or a king Some love is just a lie of the mind It's make believe until it's only a matter of time And some might have learned to adjust But then it never was a matter of trust (INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE) I'm sure you're aware love, We've both had our share of believing too long When the whole situation was wrong Some love is just a lie of the soul A constant battle for the ultimate state of control After you've heard lie upon lie There can hardly be a question of why Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start But that can't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust It's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
Some love is just a lie of the heart
The cold remains of what began with a passionate start And they may not want it to end But it will, it's just a question of when I've lived long enough to have learned The closer you get to the fire the more you get burned But that won't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust I know you're an emotional girl It took a lot for you to not lose your faith in this world I can't offer you proof But you're gonna face a moment of truth It's hard when you're always afraid You just recover when another belief is betrayed So break my heart if you must It's a matter of trust You can't go the distance With too much resistance I know you have doubts But for God's sake don't shut me out This time you've got nothing to lose You can take it, you can leave it, whatever you choose I won't hold back anything And I'll walk away a fool or a king Some love is just a lie of the mind It's make believe until it's only a matter of time And some might have learned to adjust But then it never was a matter of trust (INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE) I'm sure you're aware love, We've both had our share of believing too long When the whole situation was wrong Some love is just a lie of the soul A constant battle for the ultimate state of control After you've heard lie upon lie There can hardly be a question of why Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start But that can't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust It's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
Some love is just a lie of the heart
The cold remains of what began with a passionate start And they may not want it to end But it will, it's just a question of when I've lived long enough to have learned The closer you get to the fire the more you get burned But that won't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust I know you're an emotional girl It took a lot for you to not lose your faith in this world I can't offer you proof But you're gonna face a moment of truth It's hard when you're always afraid You just recover when another belief is betrayed So break my heart if you must It's a matter of trust You can't go the distance With too much resistance I know you have doubts But for God's sake don't shut me out This time you've got nothing to lose You can take it, you can leave it, whatever you choose I won't hold back anything And I'll walk away a fool or a king Some love is just a lie of the mind It's make believe until it's only a matter of time And some might have learned to adjust But then it never was a matter of trust (INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE) I'm sure you're aware love, We've both had our share of believing too long When the whole situation was wrong Some love is just a lie of the soul A constant battle for the ultimate state of control After you've heard lie upon lie There can hardly be a question of why Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start But that can't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust It's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust |
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from Billy Joel - Live At Yankee Stadium [video, live] (2008)
Some love is just a lie of the heart
The cold remains of what began with a passionate start And they may not want it to end But it will, it's just a question of when I've lived long enough to have learned The closer you get to the fire the more you get burned But that won't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust I know you're an emotional girl It took a lot for you to not lose your faith in this world I can't offer you proof But you're gonna face a moment of truth It's hard when you're always afraid You just recover when another belief is betrayed So break my heart if you must It's a matter of trust You can't go the distance With too much resistance I know you have doubts But for God's sake don't shut me out This time you've got nothing to lose You can take it, you can leave it, whatever you choose I won't hold back anything And I'll walk away a fool or a king Some love is just a lie of the mind It's make believe until it's only a matter of time And some might have learned to adjust But then it never was a matter of trust (INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE) I'm sure you're aware love, We've both had our share of believing too long When the whole situation was wrong Some love is just a lie of the soul A constant battle for the ultimate state of control After you've heard lie upon lie There can hardly be a question of why Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start But that can't happen to us 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust It's always been a matter of trust It's a matter of trust |
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from Billy Joel - River Of Dreams (1993)
Some days I have to give right in to the blues
Despite how I try to keep fightin' It's a sure shot I'm going to lose And I'll tell you why You think I'm crazy It's such a sad composition But can you blame me For what's been causing my bad disposition? Ain't nothing new with my blue situation And nothing's fine it's just a minor variation When troubles want to find me, I ain't hard to find They know where I am Like a hungry pack of wolves when it's feeding time They tear up a man And it's a strange thing 'Cause now it don't really matter More of the same thing Don't even hurt it's a part of the pattern But still in all it's a small consolation I just define it as a minor variation Ain't no way to fight 'em, darling Ain't no way around 'em baby Ain't no way to take 'em, honey No where to hide and believe me I've tried to shake 'em I'm getting to the point where I don't feel the pain And I've had enough I'm ready for the next time it hits me again Cause I've gotten tough It doesn't faze me And now I've made my decision I may be crazy It's not as though I don't know that condition Until I'm through with this blue situation Pass me the wine, it's just a minor variation Ain't nobody's business, baby Ain't nobody's worry darlin' Ain't nobody's problem No way to win when you've already been forgotten And it's a strange thing 'Cause now it don't really matter More of the same thing Don't even hurt it's a part of the pattern Until I'm through with this blue situation Pass me the wine, it's just a minor variation |
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from Billy Joel - The Nylon Curtain (1982)
You've got diamonds and I've got spades
You've got pills And I've got razor blades You've got yoga honey I've got beer You got overpriced And I got weird But it's alright We're the same even though we're alone It's alright Yes we all need a room of our own You've got love darlin' I've got sex You've got cash, mama And I've got checks You've got business, baby I've got the kids You got crowded just the way I did But it's alright Cause we all need a place to call home It's alright Yes we all need a room of our own I can still remember packed together Like a can of sardines No, no, no Pushin', shovin' That's when lovin' Starts to come apart at the seams Oh no, no, no, no You've got the day shift I've got nights We go wrong at times But we've got rights You've got TV shows I've got crime But you've got your room, honey And I've got mine It's alright It's the one thing that we should have known Yes, it's alright Yes, we all need a room of our own And it's alright Yes we all need a place to call home It's alright Yes we all need a room of our own It's alright It's alright To have a room of your own No, no, no, it's alright Yeah it's alright mama To have a room of our own Sometimes you've got to get away Got to get away Got to get away Got to get away to a room of our own Got to have a room Got to have a little elbow room of my own. |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
You got to open your eyes in the morning
Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' Gotta get ready to go You say you went out late last evenin' Did a lot of drinkin', come home stinkin' And you went and fell asleep on the floor And then your lady comes and finds you a sleepin' Starts into weepin' 'bout the hours you been keepin' And you better get your ass out the door Ain't no crime Yeah, it's good to get it on to get a load off your mind It ain't no crime Well, ev'rybody gets that way sometime It ain't no crime, oh You got to open your eyes in the morning Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' And you gotta get ready to go Well, now you tell me you love somebody And you'll love 'em forever, you may love 'em forever But you won't like 'em all of the time Well, now you tell me you need somebody For the rest of your life you might have somebody But you won't want 'em every day Ain't no crime Well, it's just human nature, happens all the time It ain't no crime Well, don't think twice about gettin' it off your mind It ain't no crime, oh Ain't no crime, Yeah, it's good to get it on to get a load off your mind It ain't no crime Well it's just human nature, happens all the time It ain't no crime, oh You got to open your eyes in the morning Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' Gotta get ready to go And just as surely as the wind keeps blowin' The grass keeps growin', you gotta keep goin' And the Lord'll have mercy on your soul Oooh, yeah, Lord, Lord La la la la, ooh |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
You got to open your eyes in the morning
Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' Gotta get ready to go You say you went out late last evenin' Did a lot of drinkin', come home stinkin' And you went and fell asleep on the floor And then your lady comes and finds you a sleepin' Starts into weepin' 'bout the hours you been keepin' And you better get your ass out the door Ain't no crime Yeah, it's good to get it on to get a load off your mind It ain't no crime Well, ev'rybody gets that way sometime It ain't no crime, oh You got to open your eyes in the morning Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' And you gotta get ready to go Well, now you tell me you love somebody And you'll love 'em forever, you may love 'em forever But you won't like 'em all of the time Well, now you tell me you need somebody For the rest of your life you might have somebody But you won't want 'em every day Ain't no crime Well, it's just human nature, happens all the time It ain't no crime Well, don't think twice about gettin' it off your mind It ain't no crime, oh Ain't no crime, Yeah, it's good to get it on to get a load off your mind It ain't no crime Well it's just human nature, happens all the time It ain't no crime, oh You got to open your eyes in the morning Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' Gotta get ready to go And just as surely as the wind keeps blowin' The grass keeps growin', you gotta keep goin' And the Lord'll have mercy on your soul Oooh, yeah, Lord, Lord La la la la, ooh |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man [Legacy Edition] (2011)
You got to open your eyes in the morning
Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' Gotta get ready to go You say you went out late last evenin' Did a lot of drinkin', come home stinkin' And you went and fell asleep on the floor And then your lady comes and finds you a sleepin' Starts into weepin' 'bout the hours you been keepin' And you better get your ass out the door Ain't no crime Yeah, it's good to get it on to get a load off your mind It ain't no crime Well, ev'rybody gets that way sometime It ain't no crime, oh You got to open your eyes in the morning Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' And you gotta get ready to go Well, now you tell me you love somebody And you'll love 'em forever, you may love 'em forever But you won't like 'em all of the time Well, now you tell me you need somebody For the rest of your life you might have somebody But you won't want 'em every day Ain't no crime Well, it's just human nature, happens all the time It ain't no crime Well, don't think twice about gettin' it off your mind It ain't no crime, oh Ain't no crime, Yeah, it's good to get it on to get a load off your mind It ain't no crime Well it's just human nature, happens all the time It ain't no crime, oh You got to open your eyes in the morning Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' Gotta get ready to go And just as surely as the wind keeps blowin' The grass keeps growin', you gotta keep goin' And the Lord'll have mercy on your soul Oooh, yeah, Lord, Lord La la la la, ooh |
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from Billy Joel - River Of Dreams (1993)
She waits for me at night, she waits for me in silence
She gives me all her tenderness and takes away my pain And so far she hasn't run, though I swear she's had her moments She still believes in miracles while others cry in vain It's all about soul It's all about faith and a deeper devotion It's all about soul 'Cause under the love is a stronger emotion She's got to be strong 'Cause so many things getting out of control Should drive her away So why does she stay? It's all about soul She turns to me sometimes and asks me what I'm dreaming And I realize I must have gone a million miles away And I ask her how she knew to reach out for me that moment ANd she smiles because it's understood there are no words to say It's all about soul It's all about knowing what someone is feeling The woman's got soul The power of love and the power of healing This life isn't fair It's gonna get dark, it's gonna get cold You've got to be tough, but that ain't enough It's all about soul There are people who have lost every trace of human kindness There are many who have fallen, there are some who still survive She comes to me at night and she tells me her desires And she gives me all the love I need to keep my faith alive It's all about soul It's all about joy that comes out of sorrow It's all about soul Who's standing now and who's standing tomorrow You've got to be hard Hard as the rock in that old rock 'n' roll song But that's only part, you know in your heart It's all about soul |
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from Billy Joel - Glass Houses (1980)
All For Leyna
by Billy Joel She stood on the tracks Waving her arms Leading me to that third rail shock Quick as a wink She changed her mind She gave me a night That's all it was What will it take until I stop Kidding myself Wasting my time There's nothing else I can do 'Cause I'm doing it all for Leyna I don't want anyone new 'Cause I'm living it all for Leyna There's nothing in it for you 'Cause I'm giving it all to Leyna We laid on the beach Watching the tide She didn't tell me there were rocks Under the waves Right off the shore Washed up on the sand Barely alive Wishing the undertow would stop How can a man take anymore There's nothing else I can do 'Cause I'm doing it all for Leyna I don't want anyone new 'Cause I'm living it all for Leyna There's nothing in it for you 'Cause I'm giving it all to Leyna I'm failing in school Losing my friends Making my family lose their minds I don't want to eat I don't want to sleep I only want Leyna one more time Now I'm in my room Watching the tube Telling myself she still may drop Over to say She's changed her mind So, I wait in the dark Listening for her, Instead of my old man saying stop... Kidding yourself, Wasting your time There's nothing else I can do 'Cause I'm doing it all for Leyna I don't want anyone new 'Cause I'm living it all for Leyna There's nothing in it for you 'Cause I'm giving it all to Leyna All for Leyna All for Leyna |
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from Honeymoon In Vegas (허니문 인 베가스) by David Newman [ost] (1992)
Well I bless my soul, what's wrong with me?
I'm itching like a man on a fuzzy tree My friends say I'm actin' queer as a bug I'm in love, I'm all shook up Mm mm mmmmm,yay yay, yeah! Well my hands are shaky and my knees are weak I can't seem to stand on my own two feet Now, who do you thank when you have such luck? I'm in love, I'm all shook up Mm mm, mmmm ,yay, yay, yeah! Well please don't ask me what's on my mind I'm a little mixed up, but I'm feelin' fine When I'm near that girl that I love best My heart beats so that it scares me to death She touched my hand what a chill I got Her kisses are like a volcano that's hot I'm proud to say she's my buttercup I'm in love, I'm all shook up Uh-huh, uh, yay, yay , yeah! Well my tongue gets tied when I try to speak My insides shaken like a leaf on a tree There's only one cure for this soul of mine That's to have the girl that I love so fine She touched my hand what a chill I got Her kisses are like a volcano that's hot I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup I'm in love, I'm all shook up Uh-huh, uhh, hey, yeah Uh-huh, uhh, hey Uh-huh, oh, hey I'm all shook up |
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from Billy Joel - Turnstiles (1976)
Oh baby, you don't get turned on by the radio.
Oh baby, you got nothing to play on your stereo. "Why don't the Beatles get back together?" "Why don't nobody sing of romance?" Oh baby, all you wanna do is dance. Oh baby, I think you are lost in the seventies. Oh baby, "The music she ain't what she used to be." You don't understand what they're saying, You've given it every chance Oh baby, all you wanna do is dance. Well you wish you were back in the good old days, When tomatoes were cheaper, and you never heard the words of your favorite songs Through a three inch speaker. And you never messed around with dangerous drugs, You were all getting sick on beer And you didn't get any (unless you went steady and made out for a year). Well you can hide away honey, in your rock and roll dreams, You can stand by your blue suede shoes But the party is over, And I'm getting tired of waiting for you. Oh baby, "Where are the oldies they used to play?" Oh baby, you want to crawl back into yesterday, You don't want to deal with the future, You don't want to make any plans Oh baby, all you wanna do is dance. |
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from Billy Joel - The Nylon Curtain (1982)
Well we′re living here in Allentown
And they′re closing all the factories down Out in Bethlehem they′re killing time Filling out forms Standing in line Well our fathers fought the Second World War Spent their weekends on the Jersey Shore Met our mothers in the USO Asked them to dance Danced with them slow And we′re living here in Allentown But the restlessness was handed down And it′s getting very hard to stay Well we′re waiting here in Allentown For the Pennsylvania we never found For the promises our teachers gave If we worked hard If we behaved So the graduations hang on the wall But they never really helped us at all No they never taught us what was real Iron and coke And chromium steel And we′re waiting here in Allentown But they′ve taken all the coal from the ground And the union people crawled away Every child had a pretty good shot To get at least as far as their old man got But something happened on the way to that place They threw an American flag in our face Well I′m living here in Allentown And it′s hard to keep a good man down But I won′t be getting up today And it′s getting very hard to stay And we′re living here in Allentown |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
Well we′re living here in Allentown
And they′re closing all the factories down Out in Bethlehem they′re killing time Filling out forms Standing in line Well our fathers fought the Second World War Spent their weekends on the Jersey Shore Met our mothers in the USO Asked them to dance Danced with them slow And we′re living here in Allentown But the restlessness was handed down And it′s getting very hard to stay Well we′re waiting here in Allentown For the Pennsylvania we never found For the promises our teachers gave If we worked hard If we behaved So the graduations hang on the wall But they never really helped us at all No they never taught us what was real Iron and coke And chromium steel And we′re waiting here in Allentown But they′ve taken all the coal from the ground And the union people crawled away Every child had a pretty good shot To get at least as far as their old man got But something happened on the way to that place They threw an American flag in our face Well I′m living here in Allentown And it′s hard to keep a good man down But I won′t be getting up today And it′s getting very hard to stay And we′re living here in Allentown |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
Well we′re living here in Allentown
And they′re closing all the factories down Out in Bethlehem they′re killing time Filling out forms Standing in line Well our fathers fought the Second World War Spent their weekends on the Jersey Shore Met our mothers in the USO Asked them to dance Danced with them slow And we′re living here in Allentown But the restlessness was handed down And it′s getting very hard to stay Well we′re waiting here in Allentown For the Pennsylvania we never found For the promises our teachers gave If we worked hard If we behaved So the graduations hang on the wall But they never really helped us at all No they never taught us what was real Iron and coke And chromium steel And we′re waiting here in Allentown But they′ve taken all the coal from the ground And the union people crawled away Every child had a pretty good shot To get at least as far as their old man got But something happened on the way to that place They threw an American flag in our face Well I′m living here in Allentown And it′s hard to keep a good man down But I won′t be getting up today And it′s getting very hard to stay And we′re living here in Allentown |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
Well we′re living here in Allentown
And they′re closing all the factories down Out in Bethlehem they′re killing time Filling out forms Standing in line Well our fathers fought the Second World War Spent their weekends on the Jersey Shore Met our mothers in the USO Asked them to dance Danced with them slow And we′re living here in Allentown But the restlessness was handed down And it′s getting very hard to stay Well we′re waiting here in Allentown For the Pennsylvania we never found For the promises our teachers gave If we worked hard If we behaved So the graduations hang on the wall But they never really helped us at all No they never taught us what was real Iron and coke And chromium steel And we′re waiting here in Allentown But they′ve taken all the coal from the ground And the union people crawled away Every child had a pretty good shot To get at least as far as their old man got But something happened on the way to that place They threw an American flag in our face Well I′m living here in Allentown And it′s hard to keep a good man down But I won′t be getting up today And it′s getting very hard to stay And we′re living here in Allentown |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
Well we're living here in Allentown
And they're closing all the factories down Out in Bethlehem they're killing time Filling out forms Standing in line Well our fathers fought the Second World War Spent their weekends on the Jersey Shore Met our mothers in the USO Asked them to dance Danced with them slow And we're living here in Allentown But the restlessness was handed down And it's getting very hard to stay Well we're waiting here in Allentown For the Pennsylvania we never found For the promises our teachers gave If we worked hard If we behaved So the graduations hang on the wall But they never really helped us at all No they never taught us what was real Iron and coke And chromium steel And we're waiting here in Allentown But they've taken all the coal from the ground And the union people crawled away Every child had a pretty good shot To get at least as far as their old man got But something happened on the way to that place They threw an American flag in our face Well I'm living here in Allentown And it's hard to keep a good man down But I won't be getting up today And it's getting very hard to stay And we're living here in Allentown |
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from Billy Joel - Live At Shea Stadium [live] (2011)
Well we′re living here in Allentown
And they′re closing all the factories down Out in Bethlehem they′re killing time Filling out forms Standing in line Well our fathers fought the Second World War Spent their weekends on the Jersey Shore Met our mothers in the USO Asked them to dance Danced with them slow And we′re living here in Allentown But the restlessness was handed down And it′s getting very hard to stay Well we′re waiting here in Allentown For the Pennsylvania we never found For the promises our teachers gave If we worked hard If we behaved So the graduations hang on the wall But they never really helped us at all No they never taught us what was real Iron and coke And chromium steel And we′re waiting here in Allentown But they′ve taken all the coal from the ground And the union people crawled away Every child had a pretty good shot To get at least as far as their old man got But something happened on the way to that place They threw an American flag in our face Well I′m living here in Allentown And it′s hard to keep a good man down But I won′t be getting up today And it′s getting very hard to stay And we′re living here in Allentown |
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from Billy Joel - An Innocent Man (1983)
Some people stay far away from the door
If there's a chance of it opening up They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by Some people live with the fear of a touch And the anger of having been a fool They will not listen to anyone So nobody tells them a lie I know you're only protecting yourself I know you're thinking of somebody else Someone who hurt you But I'm not above Making up for the love You've been denying you could ever feel I'm not above doing anything To restore your faith if I can Some people see through the eyes of the old Before they ever get look at the young I'm only willing to hear you cry Because I am an innocent man Oh yes I am Some people say they will never believe Another promise they hear in the dark Because they only remember too well They heard somebody tell them before Some people sleep all alone every night Instead of taking a lover to bed Some people find that's it's easier to hate Than to wait anymore I know you don't want to hear what I say I know you're gonna keep turning away But I've been there and if I can survive I can keep you alive I'm not above going through it again I'm not above being cool for a while If you're cruel to me I'll understand Some people run from a possible fight Some people figure they can never win And although this is a fight I can lose The accused is an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man You know you only hurt yourself out of spite I guess you'd rather be a martyr tonight That's your decision But I'm not below Anybody I know If there's a chance of resurrecting a love I'm not above going back to the start To find out where the heartache began Some people hope for a miracle cure Some people just accept the world as it is But I'm not willing to lay down and die Because I am an innocent man I am an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
Some people stay far away from the door
If there's a chance of it opening up They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by Some people live with the fear of a touch And the anger of having been a fool They will not listen to anyone So nobody tells them a lie I know you're only protecting yourself I know you're thinking of somebody else Someone who hurt you But I'm not above Making up for the love You've been denying you could ever feel I'm not above doing anything To restore your faith if I can Some people see through the eyes of the old Before they ever get look at the young I'm only willing to hear you cry Because I am an innocent man Oh yes I am Some people say they will never believe Another promise they hear in the dark Because they only remember too well They heard somebody tell them before Some people sleep all alone every night Instead of taking a lover to bed Some people find that's it's easier to hate Than to wait anymore I know you don't want to hear what I say I know you're gonna keep turning away But I've been there and if I can survive I can keep you alive I'm not above going through it again I'm not above being cool for a while If you're cruel to me I'll understand Some people run from a possible fight Some people figure they can never win And although this is a fight I can lose The accused is an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man You know you only hurt yourself out of spite I guess you'd rather be a martyr tonight That's your decision But I'm not below Anybody I know If there's a chance of resurrecting a love I'm not above going back to the start To find out where the heartache began Some people hope for a miracle cure Some people just accept the world as it is But I'm not willing to lay down and die Because I am an innocent man I am an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
Some people stay far away from the door
If there's a chance of it opening up They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by Some people live with the fear of a touch And the anger of having been a fool They will not listen to anyone So nobody tells them a lie I know you're only protecting yourself I know you're thinking of somebody else Someone who hurt you But I'm not above Making up for the love You've been denying you could ever feel I'm not above doing anything To restore your faith if I can Some people see through the eyes of the old Before they ever get look at the young I'm only willing to hear you cry Because I am an innocent man Oh yes I am Some people say they will never believe Another promise they hear in the dark Because they only remember too well They heard somebody tell them before Some people sleep all alone every night Instead of taking a lover to bed Some people find that's it's easier to hate Than to wait anymore I know you don't want to hear what I say I know you're gonna keep turning away But I've been there and if I can survive I can keep you alive I'm not above going through it again I'm not above being cool for a while If you're cruel to me I'll understand Some people run from a possible fight Some people figure they can never win And although this is a fight I can lose The accused is an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man You know you only hurt yourself out of spite I guess you'd rather be a martyr tonight That's your decision But I'm not below Anybody I know If there's a chance of resurrecting a love I'm not above going back to the start To find out where the heartache began Some people hope for a miracle cure Some people just accept the world as it is But I'm not willing to lay down and die Because I am an innocent man I am an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Plays (2000)
Some people stay far away from the door
If there's a chance of it opening up They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by Some people live with the fear of a touch And the anger of having been a fool They will not listen to anyone So nobody tells them a lie I know you're only protecting yourself I know you're thinking of somebody else Someone who hurt you But I'm not above Making up for the love You've been denying you could ever feel I'm not above doing anything To restore your faith if I can Some people see through the eyes of the old Before they ever get look at the young I'm only willing to hear you cry Because I am an innocent man Oh yes I am Some people say they will never believe Another promise they hear in the dark Because they only remember too well They heard somebody tell them before Some people sleep all alone every night Instead of taking a lover to bed Some people find that's it's easier to hate Than to wait anymore I know you don't want to hear what I say I know you're gonna keep turning away But I've been there and if I can survive I can keep you alive I'm not above going through it again I'm not above being cool for a while If you're cruel to me I'll understand Some people run from a possible fight Some people figure they can never win And although this is a fight I can lose The accused is an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man You know you only hurt yourself out of spite I guess you'd rather be a martyr tonight That's your decision But I'm not below Anybody I know If there's a chance of resurrecting a love I'm not above going back to the start To find out where the heartache began Some people hope for a miracle cure Some people just accept the world as it is But I'm not willing to lay down and die Because I am an innocent man I am an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man |
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from Billy Joel - Storm Front (1989)
In every heart there is a room A sanctuary safe and strong To heal the wounds from lovers past Until a new one comes along I spoke to you in cautious tones You answered me with no pretense And still i feel i said too much My silence is my self defense And every time i've held a rose It seems i only felt the thorns And so it goes and so it goes And so will you soon i suppose But if my silence made you leave Then that would be my worst mistake So i will share this room with you And you can have this heart to break And this is why my eyes are closed It's just as well for all i've seen And so it goes and so it goes And you're the only one who knows So i would choose to be with you That's if the choice were mine to make But you can make decisions too And you can have this heart to break And so it goes and so it goes And you're the only |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days of auld lang syne? And days of auld lang syne, my dear, And days of auld lang syne. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days of auld lang syne? We twa hae run aboot the braes And pu′d the gowans fine. We′ve wandered mony a weary foot, Sin′ auld lang syne. Sin′ auld lang syne, my dear, Sin′ auld lang syne, We′ve wandered mony a weary foot, Sin′ auld ang syne. We twa hae sported i′ the burn, From morning sun till dine, But seas between us braid hae roared Sin′ auld lang syne. Sin′ auld lang syne, my dear, Sin′ auld lang syne. But seas between us braid hae roared Sin′ auld lang syne. And ther′s a hand, my trusty friend, And gie′s a hand o′ thine; We′ll tak′ a cup o′ kindness yet, For auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We′ll tak′ a cup o′ kindness yet, For auld lang syne. |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days of auld lang syne? And days of auld lang syne, my dear, And days of auld lang syne. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days of auld lang syne? We twa hae run aboot the braes And pu′d the gowans fine. We′ve wandered mony a weary foot, Sin′ auld lang syne. Sin′ auld lang syne, my dear, Sin′ auld lang syne, We′ve wandered mony a weary foot, Sin′ auld ang syne. We twa hae sported i′ the burn, From morning sun till dine, But seas between us braid hae roared Sin′ auld lang syne. Sin′ auld lang syne, my dear, Sin′ auld lang syne. But seas between us braid hae roared Sin′ auld lang syne. And ther′s a hand, my trusty friend, And gie′s a hand o′ thine; We′ll tak′ a cup o′ kindness yet, For auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We′ll tak′ a cup o′ kindness yet, For auld lang syne. |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days of auld lang syne? And days of auld lang syne, my dear, And days of auld lang syne. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days of auld lang syne? We twa hae run aboot the braes And pu′d the gowans fine. We′ve wandered mony a weary foot, Sin′ auld lang syne. Sin′ auld lang syne, my dear, Sin′ auld lang syne, We′ve wandered mony a weary foot, Sin′ auld ang syne. We twa hae sported i′ the burn, From morning sun till dine, But seas between us braid hae roared Sin′ auld lang syne. Sin′ auld lang syne, my dear, Sin′ auld lang syne. But seas between us braid hae roared Sin′ auld lang syne. And ther′s a hand, my trusty friend, And gie′s a hand o′ thine; We′ll tak′ a cup o′ kindness yet, For auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We′ll tak′ a cup o′ kindness yet, For auld lang syne. |
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from Billy Joel - The Bridge (1986)
Late at night
When it′s dark and cold I reach out For someone to hold When I′m blue When I′m lonely She comes through She′s the only one who can My baby grand Is all I need In my time I′ve wandered everywhere Around this world She would always be there Any day Any hour All it takes Is the power in my hands This baby grand′s Been good to me I′ve had friends But they slipped away I′ve had fame But it doesn′t stay I′ve made fortunes Spent them fast enough As for women They don′t last with just one man But baby grand Will stand by me They say that no one′s gonna play this on the radio They said the melancholy blues were dead and gone But only songs like these Played in minor keys Keep those memories holding on I′ve come far From the life I strayed in I′ve got scars From those dives I played in Now I′m home And I′m weary In my bones Every dreary one night stand But baby grand Came home with me Ever since this gig began My baby grand′s Been good to me |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
Late at night
When it′s dark and cold I reach out For someone to hold When I′m blue When I′m lonely She comes through She′s the only one who can My baby grand Is all I need In my time I′ve wandered everywhere Around this world She would always be there Any day Any hour All it takes Is the power in my hands This baby grand′s Been good to me I′ve had friends But they slipped away I′ve had fame But it doesn′t stay I′ve made fortunes Spent them fast enough As for women They don′t last with just one man But baby grand Will stand by me They say that no one′s gonna play this on the radio They said the melancholy blues were dead and gone But only songs like these Played in minor keys Keep those memories holding on I′ve come far From the life I strayed in I′ve got scars From those dives I played in Now I′m home And I′m weary In my bones Every dreary one night stand But baby grand Came home with me Ever since this gig began My baby grand′s Been good to me |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
Late at night
When it′s dark and cold I reach out For someone to hold When I′m blue When I′m lonely She comes through She′s the only one who can My baby grand Is all I need In my time I′ve wandered everywhere Around this world She would always be there Any day Any hour All it takes Is the power in my hands This baby grand′s Been good to me I′ve had friends But they slipped away I′ve had fame But it doesn′t stay I′ve made fortunes Spent them fast enough As for women They don′t last with just one man But baby grand Will stand by me They say that no one′s gonna play this on the radio They said the melancholy blues were dead and gone But only songs like these Played in minor keys Keep those memories holding on I′ve come far From the life I strayed in I′ve got scars From those dives I played in Now I′m home And I′m weary In my bones Every dreary one night stand But baby grand Came home with me Ever since this gig began My baby grand′s Been good to me |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn't get to bed last night On the way the paper bag was on my knee Man I had a dreadful flight I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boy Back in the U.S.S.R. Been away so long I hardly knew the place Gee it's good to be back home Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case Honey disconnect the phone I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boy Back in the U.S.S.R. Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the West behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia's always on my mind. I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boys Back in the U.S.S.R. Show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south Take me to your daddy's farm Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out Come and keep your comrade warm. I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boys Back in the U.S.S.R. |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn't get to bed last night On the way the paper bag was on my knee Man I had a dreadful flight I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boy Back in the U.S.S.R. Been away so long I hardly knew the place Gee it's good to be back home Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case Honey disconnect the phone I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boy Back in the U.S.S.R. Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the West behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia's always on my mind. I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boys Back in the U.S.S.R. Show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south Take me to your daddy's farm Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out Come and keep your comrade warm. I'm back in the U.S.S.R. You don't know how lucky you are boys Back in the U.S.S.R. |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
From a town known as Wheeling West Virginia
Rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand And his daring life of crime made him a legend in his time East and west of the Rio Grande Well he started with a bank in Colorado In the pocket of his vest a Colt he hid And his age and his size took the teller by surprise And the word spread of Billy the Kid Well he never traveled heavy, Yes he always rode alone, And he soon put many older guns to shame Well he never had a sweetheart And he never had a home But the cowboys and the ranchers knew his name Well he robbed his way from Utah to Oklahoma And the law just couldn′t seem to track him down And it served his legend well For the folks loved to tell ′Bout when Billy the Kid came to town One cold day a posse captured Billy And the judge said string him up for what he did And the cowboys and their kin Like the sea came pouring in to watch The hangin′ of Billy the Kid Well he never traveled heavy, Yes he always rode alone, And he soon put many older guns to shame Well he never had a sweetheart Tho′ he finally found a home Underneath the boothill grave that bears his name From a town known as Oysterbay, Long Island Rode a boy with a six-pack in his hand And his daring life of crime made him a legend in his time East and west of the Rio Grande |
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from Billy Joel - The Bridge (1986)
Why can't I lay low? Why can't I say what I mean?
Why don't I stay home and get myself into some boring routine? Why can't I calm down? Why is it always a fight? I can't get unwound. Why do I throw myself into the night? I'm on the outside. I don't fit into a groove. Now, I ain't a bad guy, so tell me what am i trying to prove? Why can't I cool out? Why don't I button my lip? Why do I lash out? Why is it I always shoot from the hip? I cruise from Houston to Canal Street, a misfit and a rebel. I see the winos talking to themselves, and I can understand. Why is it everytime I go out I always seem to get in trouble? I guess I made an impression on somebody north of Hester and South of Grand. And so, in my small way, I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I don't mean always, only at night when I'm light on my feet. What else have I got that I'd be trying to hide? Maybe a blind spot I haven't seen from the sensitive side? But you know, in my own heart I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I play the whole part; I leave a big tip with every reciept. I'm so romantic; I'm such a passionate man. Sometimes I panic...what if nobody finds out who I am? |
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from Billy Joel - The Bridge (1986)
Why can't I lay low? Why can't I say what I mean?
Why don't I stay home and get myself into some boring routine? Why can't I calm down? Why is it always a fight? I can't get unwound. Why do I throw myself into the night? I'm on the outside. I don't fit into a groove. Now, I ain't a bad guy, so tell me what am i trying to prove? Why can't I cool out? Why don't I button my lip? Why do I lash out? Why is it I always shoot from the hip? I cruise from Houston to Canal Street, a misfit and a rebel. I see the winos talking to themselves, and I can understand. Why is it everytime I go out I always seem to get in trouble? I guess I made an impression on somebody north of Hester and South of Grand. And so, in my small way, I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I don't mean always, only at night when I'm light on my feet. What else have I got that I'd be trying to hide? Maybe a blind spot I haven't seen from the sensitive side? But you know, in my own heart I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I play the whole part; I leave a big tip with every reciept. I'm so romantic; I'm such a passionate man. Sometimes I panic...what if nobody finds out who I am? |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
Why can't I lay low? Why can't I say what I mean?
Why don't I stay home and get myself into some boring routine? Why can't I calm down? Why is it always a fight? I can't get unwound. Why do I throw myself into the night? I'm on the outside. I don't fit into a groove. Now, I ain't a bad guy, so tell me what am i trying to prove? Why can't I cool out? Why don't I button my lip? Why do I lash out? Why is it I always shoot from the hip? I cruise from Houston to Canal Street, a misfit and a rebel. I see the winos talking to themselves, and I can understand. Why is it everytime I go out I always seem to get in trouble? I guess I made an impression on somebody north of Hester and South of Grand. And so, in my small way, I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I don't mean always, only at night when I'm light on my feet. What else have I got that I'd be trying to hide? Maybe a blind spot I haven't seen from the sensitive side? But you know, in my own heart I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I play the whole part; I leave a big tip with every reciept. I'm so romantic; I'm such a passionate man. Sometimes I panic...what if nobody finds out who I am? |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
Why can't I lay low? Why can't I say what I mean?
Why don't I stay home and get myself into some boring routine? Why can't I calm down? Why is it always a fight? I can't get unwound. Why do I throw myself into the night? I'm on the outside. I don't fit into a groove. Now, I ain't a bad guy, so tell me what am i trying to prove? Why can't I cool out? Why don't I button my lip? Why do I lash out? Why is it I always shoot from the hip? I cruise from Houston to Canal Street, a misfit and a rebel. I see the winos talking to themselves, and I can understand. Why is it everytime I go out I always seem to get in trouble? I guess I made an impression on somebody north of Hester and South of Grand. And so, in my small way, I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I don't mean always, only at night when I'm light on my feet. What else have I got that I'd be trying to hide? Maybe a blind spot I haven't seen from the sensitive side? But you know, in my own heart I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I play the whole part; I leave a big tip with every reciept. I'm so romantic; I'm such a passionate man. Sometimes I panic...what if nobody finds out who I am? |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
Why can't I lay low
Why can't I say what I mean Why don't I stay home And get myself into some boring routine Why can't I calm down Why is it always a fight I can't get unwound Why do I throw myself into the night I'm on the outside I don't fit into the groove Now I ain't a bad guy So tell me what am I trying to prove Why can't I cool out Why don't I button my lip Why do I lash out Why is it I always shoot from the hip I cruise for Houston to Canal Street A misfit and a rebel I see the winos talking to themselves And I can understand Why is it everytime I go out I always seem to get in trouble I guess I made an impression on somebody North of Hester and south of Grand And so in my small way I'm a big man on Mulberry Street I don't mean all day Only at night when I'm light on my feet What else have I got That I'd be trying to hide Maybe a blind spot I haven't seen from the sensitive side But you know in my own heart I'm a big man on Mulberry Street I play the whole part I leave a big tip with every receipt I'm so romantic I'm such a passionate man Sometimes I panic What if nobody finds out who I am |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
Why can't I lay low
Why can't I say what I mean Why don't I stay home And get myself into some boring routine Why can't I calm down Why is it always a fight I can't get unwound Why do I throw myself into the night I'm on the outside I don't fit into the groove Now I ain't a bad guy So tell me what am I trying to prove Why can't I cool out Why don't I button my lip Why do I lash out Why is it I always shoot from the hip I cruise for Houston to Canal Street A misfit and a rebel I see the winos talking to themselves And I can understand Why is it everytime I go out I always seem to get in trouble I guess I made an impression on somebody North of Hester and south of Grand And so in my small way I'm a big man on Mulberry Street I don't mean all day Only at night when I'm light on my feet What else have I got That I'd be trying to hide Maybe a blind spot I haven't seen from the sensitive side But you know in my own heart I'm a big man on Mulberry Street I play the whole part I leave a big tip with every receipt I'm so romantic I'm such a passionate man Sometimes I panic What if nobody finds out who I am |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
Why can't I lay low? Why can't I say what I mean?
Why don't I stay home and get myself into some boring routine? Why can't I calm down? Why is it always a fight? I can't get unwound. Why do I throw myself into the night? I'm on the outside. I don't fit into a groove. Now, I ain't a bad guy, so tell me what am i trying to prove? Why can't I cool out? Why don't I button my lip? Why do I lash out? Why is it I always shoot from the hip? I cruise from Houston to Canal Street, a misfit and a rebel. I see the winos talking to themselves, and I can understand. Why is it everytime I go out I always seem to get in trouble? I guess I made an impression on somebody north of Hester and South of Grand. And so, in my small way, I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I don't mean always, only at night when I'm light on my feet. What else have I got that I'd be trying to hide? Maybe a blind spot I haven't seen from the sensitive side? But you know, in my own heart I'm a big man on Mulberry Street. I play the whole part; I leave a big tip with every reciept. I'm so romantic; I'm such a passionate man. Sometimes I panic...what if nobody finds out who I am? |
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from Billy Joel - 52Nd Street (1978)
You went uptown riding in your limousine
In your fine Park Avenue clothes You had the Dom Perigon in your hand And the spoon up your nose And when you wake up in the morning With your head on fire And your eyes too bloody to see Go on and cry in your coffee But don't come bitchin' to me Because you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night You know what everything's about You and to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night They were all impressed with your Halston dress And the people you knew at Elaine's And the story of your latest success Kept 'em so entertained But now you just can't remember All the things you said And you're not sure you want to know I'll give you one hint, honey You sure did put on a show Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to prove it to the crowd You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You hand to the last word, last night You're so much fun to be around You had to have the front page, bold type You had to be a big shot last night Well, it's no big sin to stick your two cents in If you know when to leave it alone But you went over the line You couldn't see it was time to go home No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night So much fun to be around You had to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
You went uptown riding in your limousine
In your fine Park Avenue clothes You had the Dom Perignon in your hand And the spoon up your nose And when you wake up in the morning With your head on fire And your eyes too bloody to see Go on and cry in your coffee But don't come bitchin' to me Because you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night You know what everything's about You and to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night They were all impressed with your Halston dress And the people you knew at Elaine's And the story of your latest success Kept 'em so entertained But now you just can't remember All the things you said And you're not sure you want to know I'll give you one hint, honey You sure did put on a show Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to prove it to the crowd You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You hand to the last word, last night You're so much fun to be around You had to have the front page, bold type You had to be a big shot last night Well, it's no big sin to stick your two cents in If you know when to leave it alone But you went over the line You couldn't see it was time to go home No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night So much fun to be around You had to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night Oh... Big shot..... |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
You went uptown riding in your limousine
In your fine Park Avenue clothes You had the Dom Perignon in your hand And the spoon up your nose And when you wake up in the morning With your head on fire And your eyes too bloody to see Go on and cry in your coffee But don't come bitchin' to me Because you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night You know what everything's about You and to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night They were all impressed with your Halston dress And the people you knew at Elaine's And the story of your latest success Kept 'em so entertained But now you just can't remember All the things you said And you're not sure you want to know I'll give you one hint, honey You sure did put on a show Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to prove it to the crowd You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You hand to the last word, last night You're so much fun to be around You had to have the front page, bold type You had to be a big shot last night Well, it's no big sin to stick your two cents in If you know when to leave it alone But you went over the line You couldn't see it was time to go home No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night So much fun to be around You had to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night Oh... Big shot..... |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
You went uptown riding in your limousine
In your fine Park Avenue clothes You had the Dom Perignon in your hand And the spoon up your nose And when you wake up in the morning With your head on fire And your eyes too bloody to see Go on and cry in your coffee But don't come bitchin' to me Because you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night You know what everything's about You and to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night They were all impressed with your Halston dress And the people you knew at Elaine's And the story of your latest success Kept 'em so entertained But now you just can't remember All the things you said And you're not sure you want to know I'll give you one hint, honey You sure did put on a show Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to prove it to the crowd You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You hand to the last word, last night You're so much fun to be around You had to have the front page, bold type You had to be a big shot last night Well, it's no big sin to stick your two cents in If you know when to leave it alone But you went over the line You couldn't see it was time to go home No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night So much fun to be around You had to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night Oh... Big shot..... |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
You went uptown riding in your limousine
In your fine Park Avenue clothes You had the Dom Perignon in your hand And the spoon up your nose And when you wake up in the morning With your head on fire And your eyes too bloody to see Go on and cry in your coffee But don't come bitchin' to me Because you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night You know what everything's about You and to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night They were all impressed with your Halston dress And the people you knew at Elaine's And the story of your latest success Kept 'em so entertained But now you just can't remember All the things you said And you're not sure you want to know I'll give you one hint, honey You sure did put on a show Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to prove it to the crowd You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You hand to the last word, last night You're so much fun to be around You had to have the front page, bold type You had to be a big shot last night Well, it's no big sin to stick your two cents in If you know when to leave it alone But you went over the line You couldn't see it was time to go home No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night So much fun to be around You had to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night Oh... Big shot..... |
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from Wonderland (2004)
You went uptown riding in your limousine
In your fine Park Avenue clothes You had the Dom Perignon in your hand And the spoon up your nose And when you wake up in the morning With your head on fire And your eyes too bloody to see Go on and cry in your coffee But don't come bitchin' to me Because you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night You know what everything's about You and to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night They were all impressed with your Halston dress And the people you knew at Elaine's And the story of your latest success Kept 'em so entertained But now you just can't remember All the things you said And you're not sure you want to know I'll give you one hint, honey You sure did put on a show Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to prove it to the crowd You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You hand to the last word, last night You're so much fun to be around You had to have the front page, bold type You had to be a big shot last night Well, it's no big sin to stick your two cents in If you know when to leave it alone But you went over the line You couldn't see it was time to go home No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn't you You had to open up your mouth You had to be a big shot, didn't you All your friends were so knocked out You had to have the last word, last night So much fun to be around You had to have a white hot spotlight You had to be a big shot last night Oh... Big shot..... |
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from Billy Joel - River Of Dreams (1993)
Some days when I'm far away
In a lonely room in a cold seclusion Some nights when I'm wound so tight There is no release, there is no solution In hell there's a big hotel Where the bar just closed and the windows never opened No phone so you can't call home And the TV works, but the clicker is broken But in the darkness I see your light turned on You know my weakness you know how I respond to Blonde over blue your hands are cold your eyes are fire Blonde over blue they shine as though you're burning inside One word from you is all I need to be inspired Blonde over blue I need your inspiration tonight These days there's a million ways To be pulled and torn, to be misdirected These times there are sins and crimes On the morning shows for the disconnected I look and I write my book And I walk away with the wrong impressions I don't care 'cause I've done my share And I need some time for my own obsessions It doesn't matter I've let that life go by It's been forgotten'cause all I wanted was you Blonde over blue your hands are cold, your eyes are fire Blonde over blue they shine as though you're burning inside One word from you is all I need to be inspired Blonde over blue I need your inspiration tonight These days not a damn soul prays And there is no faith 'cause there's nothing to believe in These days only good luck pays If we don't get paid then we try to get even I look and I write my book And I have my say and I draw conclusions Some nights when I'm wound so tight There is no release there is no solution But in the darkness I see your light turned on You know my weakness you know how I respond to Blonde over blue your hands are cold, your eyes are fire Blonde over blue they shine as though you're burning inside One word from you is all I need to be inspired Blonde over blue I need your inspiration tonight Blonde over blue your hands are cold your eyes are fire Blonde over blue they shine as though you're burning inside One word from you is all I need to be inspired Blonde over blue I need your inspiration tonight |
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from Billy Joel - Glass Houses (1980)
Here I am again
In this smoky place With my brandy eyes I'm talking to myself You were the one You were the one Here I go again Looking for your face And I realize That I should look for someone else But you were the one You were the one I'm looking for comfort That I can take From someone else But after all I know there is no one That can save me from myself You were the only one Me revoici Dans ce bar enfume Avec mes yeux iures Je me parle a moi meme C'etait toi C'etait toi Me revoici Cherchant ton visage Et je realise Que je devrais en chercher une autre C'etait toi You were the one Je recherche l'affection Qu'une autre pourrait me donner Mais apres tout Je sais qu'il n'y a personne Personne qui puisse me sauver Tu etais la seule I'm looking for comfort That I can take From someone else But after all I know there is no one That can save me, save me from myself You were the only one |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
Saturday night and you're still hangin' around
You're tired of living' in your one horse town You'd like to find a little hole in the ground For a while... So you go to the village in your tie-dye jeans And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens It's like some pornographic magazine And you smile... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah Your sister's gone out, she's on a date And you just sit home and masturbate The phone is gonna ring, soon, but you just can't wait For that call... So you stand on the corner in your new English clothes And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes But still you finger's gonna pick your nose After all... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah So you decide to take a holiday You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet Ah but there's no place to go anyway And what for... You've got everything, but nothing's cool They've just found your father in the swimming pool And you guess you won't be going back to school Anymore... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your Special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' La da da, Oh yeah, yeah So you play your albums and you smoke your pot And you meet your girlfriend in the parking lot Oh, but still you're aching for the things you havn't got what went wrong... And if you can't understand why your world is so dead And why you've got to keep in style and feed your head Well, you're twenty-one and still your mother makes your bed and that's too long... But Captain Jack wil get you high tonight And take you to your spcial island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be simlin' |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
Saturday night and you're still hangin' around
You're tired of living' in your one horse town You'd like to find a little hole in the ground For a while... So you go to the village in your tie-dye jeans And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens It's like some pornographic magazine And you smile... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah Your sister's gone out, she's on a date And you just sit home and masturbate The phone is gonna ring, soon, but you just can't wait For that call... So you stand on the corner in your new English clothes And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes But still you finger's gonna pick your nose After all... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah So you decide to take a holiday You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet Ah but there's no place to go anyway And what for... You've got everything, but nothing's cool They've just found your father in the swimming pool And you guess you won't be going back to school Anymore... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your Special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' La da da, Oh yeah, yeah So you play your albums and you smoke your pot And you meet your girlfriend in the parking lot Oh, but still you're aching for the things you havn't got what went wrong... And if you can't understand why your world is so dead And why you've got to keep in style and feed your head Well, you're twenty-one and still your mother makes your bed and that's too long... But Captain Jack wil get you high tonight And take you to your spcial island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be simlin' |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
Saturday night and you're still hangin' around
You're tired of living' in your one horse town You'd like to find a little hole in the ground For a while... So you go to the village in your tie-dye jeans And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens It's like some pornographic magazine And you smile... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah Your sister's gone out, she's on a date And you just sit home and masturbate The phone is gonna ring, soon, but you just can't wait For that call... So you stand on the corner in your new English clothes And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes But still you finger's gonna pick your nose After all... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah So you decide to take a holiday You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet Ah but there's no place to go anyway And what for... You've got everything, but nothing's cool They've just found your father in the swimming pool And you guess you won't be going back to school Anymore... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your Special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' La da da, Oh yeah, yeah So you play your albums and you smoke your pot And you meet your girlfriend in the parking lot Oh, but still you're aching for the things you havn't got what went wrong... And if you can't understand why your world is so dead And why you've got to keep in style and feed your head Well, you're twenty-one and still your mother makes your bed and that's too long... But Captain Jack wil get you high tonight And take you to your spcial island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be simlin' |
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from Billy Joel - Live At Shea Stadium [live] (2011)
Saturday night and you're still hangin' around
You're tired of living' in your one horse town You'd like to find a little hole in the ground For a while... So you go to the village in your tie-dye jeans And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens It's like some pornographic magazine And you smile... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah Your sister's gone out, she's on a date And you just sit home and masturbate The phone is gonna ring, soon, but you just can't wait For that call... So you stand on the corner in your new English clothes And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes But still you finger's gonna pick your nose After all... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah So you decide to take a holiday You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet Ah but there's no place to go anyway And what for... You've got everything, but nothing's cool They've just found your father in the swimming pool And you guess you won't be going back to school Anymore... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your Special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' La da da, Oh yeah, yeah So you play your albums and you smoke your pot And you meet your girlfriend in the parking lot Oh, but still you're aching for the things you havn't got what went wrong... And if you can't understand why your world is so dead And why you've got to keep in style and feed your head Well, you're twenty-one and still your mother makes your bed and that's too long... But Captain Jack wil get you high tonight And take you to your spcial island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be simlin' |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man [Legacy Edition] (2011)
Saturday night and you're still hangin' around
You're tired of living' in your one horse town You'd like to find a little hole in the ground For a while... So you go to the village in your tie-dye jeans And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens It's like some pornographic magazine And you smile... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah Your sister's gone out, she's on a date And you just sit home and masturbate The phone is gonna ring, soon, but you just can't wait For that call... So you stand on the corner in your new English clothes And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes But still you finger's gonna pick your nose After all... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah So you decide to take a holiday You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet Ah but there's no place to go anyway And what for... You've got everything, but nothing's cool They've just found your father in the swimming pool And you guess you won't be going back to school Anymore... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your Special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' La da da, Oh yeah, yeah So you play your albums and you smoke your pot And you meet your girlfriend in the parking lot Oh, but still you're aching for the things you havn't got what went wrong... And if you can't understand why your world is so dead And why you've got to keep in style and feed your head Well, you're twenty-one and still your mother makes your bed and that's too long... But Captain Jack wil get you high tonight And take you to your spcial island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be simlin' |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man [Legacy Edition] (2011)
Saturday night and you're still hangin' around
You're tired of living' in your one horse town You'd like to find a little hole in the ground For a while... So you go to the village in your tie-dye jeans And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens It's like some pornographic magazine And you smile... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah Your sister's gone out, she's on a date And you just sit home and masturbate The phone is gonna ring, soon, but you just can't wait For that call... So you stand on the corner in your new English clothes And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes But still you finger's gonna pick your nose After all... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' Oh yeah, yeah So you decide to take a holiday You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet Ah but there's no place to go anyway And what for... You've got everything, but nothing's cool They've just found your father in the swimming pool And you guess you won't be going back to school Anymore... But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your Special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be smilin' La da da, Oh yeah, yeah So you play your albums and you smoke your pot And you meet your girlfriend in the parking lot Oh, but still you're aching for the things you havn't got what went wrong... And if you can't understand why your world is so dead And why you've got to keep in style and feed your head Well, you're twenty-one and still your mother makes your bed and that's too long... But Captain Jack wil get you high tonight And take you to your spcial island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push'n you'll be simlin' |
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from Billy Joel - An Innocent Man (1983)
Careless talk
That's what you heard about me Jealous talk That's what I heard about you Everybody's telling lies I don't even know why Why can't people Find something better to do Careless talk I don't believe what they say I heard them talk They say you've been putting me down In the shadows on the phone They won't leave us alone They've been talking Ever since you came around Careless talk Telling you I'm doing wrong Jealous talk Follows wherever you go I'm aware of what you heard Every terrible word Everybody's making believe that they know All of the intimate things That we ever might have said In the heat of a passionate moment In a conversation shared For the ears of nobody else There are some things they will never hear There are secrets I'll never tell Careless talk Going around on the streets Jealous talk I know how bad it can be Let them stand where they fall They don't know us at all All that talking won't make a difference to me |
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from Billy Joel - An Innocent Man (1983)
Let me tell you a story
About a woman and a man Maybe you will find familiar Maybe you won't understand The man's name I don't remember He was always Joe to me But I can't forget the woman She was always Christie Lee He was working in a night club That's where he played the saxophone He used to fake the stock arrangements He left the customers alone But one night before the last song About a quarter after three He saw her standing at the coat check And made his move on Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Wooh, wooh She was a nice piece of music She had a rhythm all her own He blew a solo like a blind man She really dug his saxophone She wanted more than just an encore And he could play in every key He left the stage and packed his alto And took it home with Christie Lee Oh I heard the man knew 'the bird' like the bible You know the man could blow an educated axe He couldn't see that Christie Lee was a woman Who didn't need another lover All she wanted was the sax It took a while for him to notice It took a while for him to see He was never in control here It was always Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Wooh, wooh Oh the man took a calculated gamble Yes the man had the power to perform But Christie Lee was more than he knew how to handle She didn't need him as a man All she wanted was the horn They say that Joe became a wino They say he always drinks alone They say he stumbles like a blind man They say he sold his saxophone Even the band must face the music That's what the moral is to me The only time you hit the high notes Is when you play for Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Wooh Christie Lee, Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee Ah, Christie Lee, Christie Lee Christie Lee, Christie Lee |
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from Billy Joel - Glass Houses (1980)
Blackout, heatwave, .44 caliber homicide
The buns drop dead and dogs go mad In packs on the West Side Young girl standing on a ledge looks like another suicide She wants to hit those bricks 'Cause the news at six gotta stick to a deadline While the millionaires hide in Beekman Place The bag ladies throw their bones in my face I get attacked by a kid with stereo sound I don't want to hear it but he won't turn it down Life is tough but it's just enough To hold back the tears until it's closing time I survived, I'm still alive But I'm getting close to the borderline Close to the borderline, uh huh A buck three eighty Won't buy you much lately on the street these days And when you can get gas You know you can't drive fast anymore on the parkways Rich man, poor man, either way American Shoved into the lost and found The No-Nukes yell we're gonna all go to hell With the next big meltdown I got remote control and a color T.V. I don't change channels so they must change me I got real close friends that will get me high They don't know hot to talk and they ain't gonna try I shouldn't bitch, I shouldn't cry I'd start a revolution but I don't have time I don't know why I'm still a nice guy But I'm getting close to the borderline, uh huh Close to the borderline, huh, uh huh I thought I'd sacrifice so many things I thought I'd throw them all away I didn't think I needed anything Ah, but you can't afford to squander what you're not prepared to pay Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I need a doctor for my pressure pills I need a lawyer for my medical bills I need a banker to finance my home But I need security to back my loan It isn't new what I'm going through But everybody knows you got to break sometime Another night I fought the good fight But I'm getting closer to the borderline, uh huh Close to the borderline, uh huh Close to the borderline Close to the borderline, uh huh Close to the borderline, to the borderline To the borderline |
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from Billy Joel - The Bridge (1986)
Everybody's got a million questions
Everybody wants to know the score What you went through It's something you Should be over now Everybody wants to hear the secrets That you never told a soul before And it's not that strange Because it wouldn't change what happened anyhow But you swore to yourself a long time ago There were some things that people never needed to know Guess there's one that you keep That you bury so deep No one can tear it out And you can't talk about it Because you're following a code of silence You're never gonna to lose the anger You just deal with it a different way And you can't talk about it And isn't that a kind of madness To be living by a code of silence When you've really got a lot to say You don't want to lose a friendship There's nothing that you have to hide And a little dirt Couldn't hurt no one anyway And you still have a rage inside you That you carry with a certain pride In the only part of the broken heart That you could ever save But you've been through it once You know how it ends You don't see the point Of going through it again And this ain't the place And this ain't the time And neither's any other day So you can't talk about it Because you're following a code of silence You're never gonna to lose the anger You just deal with it a different way So you can't talk about it And isn't that a kind of madness To be living by a code of silence When you've really got a lot to say I know you well enough to tell you've got your reasons That's not the kind of code you're inclined to break Some things unknown are best left alone forever And if a vow is what it takes Haven't you paid for your mistakes After the moment passes And the impulse disappears You can still hold back Because you don't crack very easily It's a time honored resolution Because the danger is always near It's with you now But that ain't how it was supposed to be And it's hard to believe after all these years That it still gives you pain and it still brings tears And you feel like a fool Because it's part of your rules You've got a memory But you can't talk about it Because you're following a code of silence You're never gonna to lose the anger You just deal with it a different way But you can't talk about it And isn't that a kind of madness To be living by a code of silence When you've really got a lot to say |
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from Billy Joel - The Bridge (1986)
Everybody's got a million questions
Everybody wants to know the score What you went through It's something you Should be over now Everybody wants to hear the secrets That you never told a soul before And it's not that strange Because it wouldn't change what happened anyhow But you swore to yourself a long time ago There were some things that people never needed to know Guess there's one that you keep That you bury so deep No one can tear it out And you can't talk about it Because you're following a code of silence You're never gonna to lose the anger You just deal with it a different way And you can't talk about it And isn't that a kind of madness To be living by a code of silence When you've really got a lot to say You don't want to lose a friendship There's nothing that you have to hide And a little dirt Couldn't hurt no one anyway And you still have a rage inside you That you carry with a certain pride In the only part of the broken heart That you could ever save But you've been through it once You know how it ends You don't see the point Of going through it again And this ain't the place And this ain't the time And neither's any other day So you can't talk about it Because you're following a code of silence You're never gonna to lose the anger You just deal with it a different way So you can't talk about it And isn't that a kind of madness To be living by a code of silence When you've really got a lot to say I know you well enough to tell you've got your reasons That's not the kind of code you're inclined to break Some things unknown are best left alone forever And if a vow is what it takes Haven't you paid for your mistakes After the moment passes And the impulse disappears You can still hold back Because you don't crack very easily It's a time honored resolution Because the danger is always near It's with you now But that ain't how it was supposed to be And it's hard to believe after all these years That it still gives you pain and it still brings tears And you feel like a fool Because it's part of your rules You've got a memory But you can't talk about it Because you're following a code of silence You're never gonna to lose the anger You just deal with it a different way But you can't talk about it And isn't that a kind of madness To be living by a code of silence When you've really got a lot to say |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
Dance To The Music
Dance To The Music All we need is a drummer for people who only need a beat. Yeah I′m gonna add a little guitar and make it easy to move your feet I′m gonna add some bottom so that the dancers will twist all night You might like to hear my organ I said my kind of bag now. If I could hear the horns blow sitting here on the ground listen to me Dance To The Music Dance To The Music |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
Dance To The Music
Dance To The Music All we need is a drummer for people who only need a beat. Yeah I′m gonna add a little guitar and make it easy to move your feet I′m gonna add some bottom so that the dancers will twist all night You might like to hear my organ I said my kind of bag now. If I could hear the horns blow sitting here on the ground listen to me Dance To The Music Dance To The Music |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
Dance To The Music
Dance To The Music All we need is a drummer for people who only need a beat. Yeah I′m gonna add a little guitar and make it easy to move your feet I′m gonna add some bottom so that the dancers will twist all night You might like to hear my organ I said my kind of bag now. If I could hear the horns blow sitting here on the ground listen to me Dance To The Music Dance To The Music |
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from Billy Joel - Glass Houses (1980)
All the waiters in your grand cafe
Leave their tables when you blink, oh Every dog must have his every day Every drunk must have his drink Don't wait for answers Just take your chances Don't ask me why All your life you've had to stand in line Still you're standing on your feet, oh All your choices make you change your mind Now your calendar's complete Don't wait for answers Just take your chances Don't ask me why Mmm, you can say the human heart is only make believe I am only fighting fire with fire You are still the victim of the accidents you leave Sure as I'm a victim of desire All the servants in your new hotel Throw their roses at your feet, oh Fool them all but baby I can tell You're no stranger to the street Don't ask for favors Don't talk to strangers Don't ask me why Yesterday you were an only child Now your ghosts have gone away, oh You can kill them in the classic style Now you parlez-vous francais Don't look for answers You took your chances Don't ask me why Don't ask me why |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
All the waiters in your grand cafe
Leave their tables when you blink, oh Every dog must have his every day Every drunk must have his drink Don't wait for answers Just take your chances Don't ask me why All your life you've had to stand in line Still you're standing on your feet, oh All your choices make you change your mind Now your calendar's complete Don't wait for answers Just take your chances Don't ask me why Mmm, you can say the human heart is only make believe I am only fighting fire with fire You are still the victim of the accidents you leave Sure as I'm a victim of desire All the servants in your new hotel Throw their roses at your feet, oh Fool them all but baby I can tell You're no stranger to the street Don't ask for favors Don't talk to strangers Don't ask me why Yesterday you were an only child Now your ghosts have gone away, oh You can kill them in the classic style Now you parlez-vous francais Don't look for answers You took your chances Don't ask me why Don't ask me why |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
All the waiters in your grand cafe
Leave their tables when you blink Every dog must have his everyday Every drunk must have his drink Don't wait for answers Just take your chances Don't ask me why All your life you had to stand in line Still you’re standing on your feet All you choices made you change your mind Now your calendar's complete Don't wait for answers Just take your chances Don't ask me why You can say the human heart Is only make-believe And I am only fighting fire with fire But you are still a victim Of the accidents you leave As sure as I'm a victim of desire All the servants in your new hotel Throw their roses at your feet Fool them all but baby I can tell You're no stranger to the street Don't ask for favors Don’t talk to strangers Don't ask me why Yesterday you were an only child Now your ghosts have gone away You can kill them in the classic style Now you, "parlez vous francais" Don't look for answers You took your chances Don't ask me why Don't ask me why |
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from Billy Joel - An Innocent Man (1983)
Uh, ooh, uh, ah
You don't have to talk all night I'm a man who can't say no You don't have to twist my arm Just point me where you wanna go Take me to the action Take me to the track Take me to a party if they're bettin' in the back I been working all my life Can't afford to wait Let me call my wife so I can tell her I'll be late I want the easy, mmm Easy, easy money I could get lucky Oh, things could go right I want the easy, ah, uh Easy, easy money Maybe this one time Maybe tonight You don't have to try too hard I don't need a song and dance I don't need an invitation If you've got a game of chance Take me to the tables Take me to the fights Run me like the numbers Roll me like the dice When you're counting on a killing Always count me in Talk me into losin' just as long as I can win I want the easy, mmm Easy, easy money I want the good times Oh, I never had I want the easy, mmm Easy money, oh I want the good life I want it bad Easy money You say I fool myself But better me than being a fool for someone else I got a hot slot machine of a system ready to go Easy money I got a one-track mind And a good reputation laying on the line I'll either come back a bum or a king Baby, I don't know Ah, huh You don't have to start a fire I'm a man who can't say no If you've got a little risky business Just point me where you want to go Take me to the power Take me to the heat Take me to the cleaners If it's open to the street Something's got to pay off Something's got to break Someone's got a fortune that they're begging me to take I want the easy, mmm Easy, easy money I could get lucky Things could go right Oh, I want the easy, ah, uh Easy, easy money Maybe just this time Oh, maybe tonight Easy money I don't want no hard cash I just want the easy money Oh, I could get lucky (Easy money) Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, ah |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
While in these days of quiet desperation
As I wander through the world in which I live I search everywhere for some new inspiration But it's more than cold reality can give If I need a cause for celebration Or a comfort I can use to ease my mind I rely on my imagination And I dream of an imaginary time CHORUS I know that everybody has a dream Everybody has a dream And this is my dream, my own Just to be at home And to be all alone...with you If I believe in all the words I'm saying And if a word from you can bring a better day Then all I have are these games that I've been playing To keep my hope from crumbling away So let me lie and let me go on sleeping and I will lose myself in palaces of sand and all the fantasies that I have been keeping Will make the empty hours easier to stand CHORUS |
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from Billy Joel - Cold Spring Harbor (1971)
Baby all the lights are turned on you
Now you're in the center of the stage Ev'rything revolves on what you do Ah, you are in your prime You've come of age You can always have your way somehow 'Cause ev'rybody loves you now You can walk away from your mistakes You can turn your back on what you do Just a little smile is all it takes And you can have your cake and eat it too Loneliness will get to you somehow But ev'rybody loves you now Ah, they all want your white body And they await your reply Ah, but between you and me and the Staten Island ferry So do I All the people want to know your name Soon there will be lines outside your door Feelings do not matter in your game 'Cause nothing's gonna touch you anymore So your life is only living anyhow And ev'rybody loves you now Close your eyes when you don't want to see And stay at home when you don't want to go Only speak to those who will agree Yeah, and close your mind when you don't want to know You have lost your innocense somehow But ev'rybody loves you now Ah, you know that nothin' lasts forever And it's all been done before Ah, but you ain't got the time To go to Cold Spring Harbor no more See how all the people gather 'round Hey, isn't it a thrill to see them all crawl Keep your eyes ahead and don't look down Yeah, and lock yourself inside your sacred wall This is what you wanted, ain't you proud 'Cause ev'rybody loves you now |
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from Billy Joel - Live At Shea Stadium [live] (2011)
Baby all the lights are turned on you
Now you're in the center of the stage Ev'rything revolves on what you do Ah, you are in your prime You've come of age You can always have your way somehow 'Cause ev'rybody loves you now You can walk away from your mistakes You can turn your back on what you do Just a little smile is all it takes And you can have your cake and eat it too Loneliness will get to you somehow But ev'rybody loves you now Ah, they all want your white body And they await your reply Ah, but between you and me and the Staten Island ferry So do I All the people want to know your name Soon there will be lines outside your door Feelings do not matter in your game 'Cause nothing's gonna touch you anymore So your life is only living anyhow And ev'rybody loves you now Close your eyes when you don't want to see And stay at home when you don't want to go Only speak to those who will agree Yeah, and close your mind when you don't want to know You have lost your innocense somehow But ev'rybody loves you now Ah, you know that nothin' lasts forever And it's all been done before Ah, but you ain't got the time To go to Cold Spring Harbor no more See how all the people gather 'round Hey, isn't it a thrill to see them all crawl Keep your eyes ahead and don't look down Yeah, and lock yourself inside your sacred wall This is what you wanted, ain't you proud 'Cause ev'rybody loves you now |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man [Legacy Edition] (2011)
Baby all the lights are turned on you
Now you're in the center of the stage Ev'rything revolves on what you do Ah, you are in your prime You've come of age You can always have your way somehow 'Cause ev'rybody loves you now You can walk away from your mistakes You can turn your back on what you do Just a little smile is all it takes And you can have your cake and eat it too Loneliness will get to you somehow But ev'rybody loves you now Ah, they all want your white body And they await your reply Ah, but between you and me and the Staten Island ferry So do I All the people want to know your name Soon there will be lines outside your door Feelings do not matter in your game 'Cause nothing's gonna touch you anymore So your life is only living anyhow And ev'rybody loves you now Close your eyes when you don't want to see And stay at home when you don't want to go Only speak to those who will agree Yeah, and close your mind when you don't want to know You have lost your innocense somehow But ev'rybody loves you now Ah, you know that nothin' lasts forever And it's all been done before Ah, but you ain't got the time To go to Cold Spring Harbor no more See how all the people gather 'round Hey, isn't it a thrill to see them all crawl Keep your eyes ahead and don't look down Yeah, and lock yourself inside your sacred wall This is what you wanted, ain't you proud 'Cause ev'rybody loves you now |
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from Billy Joel - Cold Spring Harbor (1971)
Once upon a time in the land of misty satin dreams
There stood a house and a man who painted nature scenes He painted trees and fields and animals and streams and he stayed And he didn't hear the fallin' of the rain In the forest green lived a girl who put her hair in braids And she sang as she walked all around the wooded glade She was glad when the rain came falling on her face and she sang 'Cause she didn't mind the fallin' of the rain Will it always be the same as we recall? Does it touch you when the rain begins to fall? Ah, but I don't want to know and I don't want to see Another rainy day without you lyin' next to me High upon a hill far away from all the dusty crowd is a boy With his eyes on the ground; his head is bowed; he is a fool And his mind is filled with hopeless dreams and he waits But he will not see the fallin' of the rain Will it always be the same as we recall? Does it touch you when the rain begins to fall? Ah, but I don't want to know and I don't want to see Another rainy day without you lyin' next to me So now the boy becomes the man who sits and paints all day But the girl with the braids in her hair has gone away And it seems that time has brought things to an end; nothing's changed 'Cause you can't stop the fallin' rain. |
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from Billy Joel - River Of Dreams (1993)
Sitting here in Avalon,
looking at the pouring rain Summer time has come and gone, and everybody's home again Closing down for the season, I found the last of the souvenirs I can still taste the wedding cake and it's sweet after all these years These are the last words I have to say That's why this took so long to write There will be other words some other day But that's the story of my life There's comfort in my coffee cup and apples in the early fall They're pulling all the moorings up and gathering at the Legion Hall They swept away all the streamers after the Labor Day parade Nothing left for a dreamer now, only one final serenade And these are the last words I have to say Before another age goes by With all those other songs I'll have to play But that's the story of my life And it's so clear standing here where I am Ain't that what justice is for? Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn anymore Stack the chairs on the table tops Hang the sheets on the chandeliers It slows down but it never stops Ain't it sweet after all these years And these are the last words I have to say It's always hard to say goodbye But now it's time to put this book away Ain't that the story of my life And these are the last words I have to say That's why this took so long to write There will be other words some other day But that's the story of my life And these are the last words I have to say It's always hard to say goodbye But now it's time to put this book away Ain't that the story of my life |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
I don't believe in first impressions
For just this once I hope that looks don't deceive I ain't got time for true confessions I've got to make the move right now Got to meet that girl somehow Get it right the first time, that's the main thing I can't afford to let it pass You get it right the next time, that's not the same thing Gonna have to make the first time last La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, low La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm not much good at conversation I never was too smooth at comin' on real strong But if all it takes is inspiration Then I might have just what it takes If I don't make no bad mistakes and I Get it right the first time, 'cause that's the main thing, oh I can't afford to let it pass Get it right the next time, that's not the same thing, oh Gonna have to make the first time last La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, low, oh La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I might find the courage yeah, I might get up the nerve But if my timing ain't just right what purpose would that serve? I don't know, I don't know, I don't know how to say those first few words If I want to put myself in touch The first few moments mean so much I suppose it's now or never Before that woman walks right out of my life Well, just let me pull myself together I've got to give it one good try Gotta take my chance tonight Get it right the first time, that's the main thing, oh I can't afford to let it pass Get it right the next time, that's not the same thing, oh Gonna make the first time last La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Oh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, low, oh La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, ooh |
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from Billy Joel - The Bridge (1986)
I went searching for the truth
But in my innocence I found All the con men and their acrobats Who stomped me in the ground If I count up their percentages I know they're getting rich But they haven't taken everything Those paybacks are a bitch Though I've lost quite a lot I am still in control They can keep what they've got But they can't have my soul And if I don't have this all worked out Still I'm getting closer, getting closer I still have far to go no doubt But I'm getting closer, getting closer What was ripped off by professionals Is not all that it seems While I must live up to contracts I did not give up my dreams If I see it as experience It hasn't gone to waste Lately all the missing pieces Have been falling into place And if I could go back and start over somehow I would not change that much Knowing what I know now Thought there have been sins I will regret Still I'm getting close, getting closer I don't have all the answers yet But I'm getting closer, getting closer I'm a mark for every shyster From Topanga to Berlin And I should have learned to kick them out As soon as they crawled in So to every bank in Switzerland That stores my stolen youth I'm all right because despite the laws You cannot hide the truth And although you will say I am still too naive But I have not lost faith In the things I believe And if I don't have a this all worked out Still I'm getting closer, getting closer I still have far to go no doubt But I'm still getting closer, getting closer |
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from Billy Joel - The Bridge (1986)
I went searching for the truth
But in my innocence I found All the con men and their acrobats Who stomped me in the ground If I count up their percentages I know they're getting rich But they haven't taken everything Those paybacks are a bitch Though I've lost quite a lot I am still in control They can keep what they've got But they can't have my soul And if I don't have this all worked out Still I'm getting closer, getting closer I still have far to go no doubt But I'm getting closer, getting closer What was ripped off by professionals Is not all that it seems While I must live up to contracts I did not give up my dreams If I see it as experience It hasn't gone to waste Lately all the missing pieces Have been falling into place And if I could go back and start over somehow I would not change that much Knowing what I know now Thought there have been sins I will regret Still I'm getting close, getting closer I don't have all the answers yet But I'm getting closer, getting closer I'm a mark for every shyster From Topanga to Berlin And I should have learned to kick them out As soon as they crawled in So to every bank in Switzerland That stores my stolen youth I'm all right because despite the laws You cannot hide the truth And although you will say I am still too naive But I have not lost faith In the things I believe And if I don't have a this all worked out Still I'm getting closer, getting closer I still have far to go no doubt But I'm still getting closer, getting closer |
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from Billy Joel - The Nylon Curtain (1982)
We met as soul mates
On Parris Island We left as inmates From an asylum And we were sharp As sharp as knives And we were so gung ho To lay down our lives We came in spastic Like tameless horses We left in plastic As numbered corpses And we learned fast To travel light Our arms were heavy But our bellies were tight We had no home front We had no soft soap They sent us Playboy They gave us Bob Hope We dug in deep And shot on sight And prayed to Jesus Christ With all of our might We had no cameras To shoot the landscape We passed the hash pipe And played our Doors tapes And it was dark So dark at night And we held on to each other Like brother to brother We promised our mothers we′d write And we would all go down together We said we′d all go down together Yes we would all go down together Remember Charlie Remember Baker They left their childhood On every acre And who was wrong? And who was right? It didn′t matter in the thick of the fight We held the day In the palm Of our hand They ruled the night And the night Seemed to last as long as six weeks On Parris Island We held the coastline They held the highlands And they were sharp As sharp as knives They heard the hum of our motors They counted the rotors And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together We said we′d all go down together Yes we would all go down together |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
We met as soul mates
On Parris Island We left as inmates From an asylum And we were sharp As sharp as knives And we were so gung ho To lay down our lives We came in spastic Like tameless horses We left in plastic As numbered corpses And we learned fast To travel light Our arms were heavy But our bellies were tight We had no home front We had no soft soap They sent us Playboy They gave us Bob Hope We dug in deep And shot on sight And prayed to Jesus Christ With all of our might We had no cameras To shoot the landscape We passed the hash pipe And played our Doors tapes And it was dark So dark at night And we held on to each other Like brother to brother We promised our mothers we′d write And we would all go down together We said we′d all go down together Yes we would all go down together Remember Charlie Remember Baker They left their childhood On every acre And who was wrong? And who was right? It didn′t matter in the thick of the fight We held the day In the palm Of our hand They ruled the night And the night Seemed to last as long as six weeks On Parris Island We held the coastline They held the highlands And they were sharp As sharp as knives They heard the hum of our motors They counted the rotors And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together We said we′d all go down together Yes we would all go down together |
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from Billy Joel - Kohuept [live] (1987)
We met as soul mates
On Parris Island We left as inmates From an asylum And we were sharp As sharp as knives And we were so gung ho To lay down our lives We came in spastic Like tameless horses We left in plastic As numbered corpses And we learned fast To travel light Our arms were heavy But our bellies were tight We had no home front We had no soft soap They sent us Playboy They gave us Bob Hope We dug in deep And shot on sight And prayed to Jesus Christ With all of our might We had no cameras To shoot the landscape We passed the hash pipe And played our Doors tapes And it was dark So dark at night And we held on to each other Like brother to brother We promised our mothers we′d write And we would all go down together We said we′d all go down together Yes we would all go down together Remember Charlie Remember Baker They left their childhood On every acre And who was wrong? And who was right? It didn′t matter in the thick of the fight We held the day In the palm Of our hand They ruled the night And the night Seemed to last as long as six weeks On Parris Island We held the coastline They held the highlands And they were sharp As sharp as knives They heard the hum of our motors They counted the rotors And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together We said we′d all go down together Yes we would all go down together |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
We met as soul mates
On Parris Island We left as inmates From an asylum And we were sharp As sharp as knives And we were so gung ho To lay down our lives We came in spastic Like tameless horses We left in plastic As numbered corpses And we learned fast To travel light Our arms were heavy But our bellies were tight We had no home front We had no soft soap They sent us Playboy They gave us Bob Hope We dug in deep And shot on sight And prayed to Jesus Christ With all of our might We had no cameras To shoot the landscape We passed the hash pipe And played our Doors tapes And it was dark So dark at night And we held on to each other Like brother to brother We promised our mothers we′d write And we would all go down together We said we′d all go down together Yes we would all go down together Remember Charlie Remember Baker They left their childhood On every acre And who was wrong? And who was right? It didn′t matter in the thick of the fight We held the day In the palm Of our hand They ruled the night And the night Seemed to last as long as six weeks On Parris Island We held the coastline They held the highlands And they were sharp As sharp as knives They heard the hum of our motors They counted the rotors And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together We said we′d all go down together Yes we would all go down together |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
We met as soul mates
On Parris Island We left as inmates From an asylum And we were sharp As sharp as knives And we were so gung ho To lay down our lives We came in spastic Like tameless horses We left in plastic As numbered corpses And we learned fast To travel light Our arms were heavy But our bellies were tight We had no home front We had no soft soap They sent us Playboy They gave us Bob Hope We dug in deep And shot on sight And prayed to Jesus Christ With all of our might We had no cameras To shoot the landscape We passed the hash pipe And played our Doors tapes And it was dark So dark at night And we held on to each other Like brother to brother We promised our mothers we'd write And we would all go down together We said we'd all go down together Yes we would all go down together Remember Charlie Remember Baker They left their childhood On every acre And who was wrong? And who was right? It didn't matter in the thick of the fight We held the day In the palm Of our hand They ruled the night And the night Seemed to last as long as six weeks On Parris Island We held the coastline They held the highlands And they were sharp As sharp as knives They heard the hum of our motors They counted the rotors And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together We said we'd all go down together Yes we would all go down together |
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from Billy Joel - 2000 Years The Millennium Concert (2000)
We met as soul mates
On Parris Island We left as inmates From an asylum And we were sharp As sharp as knives And we were so gung ho To lay down our lives We came in spastic Like tameless horses We left in plastic As numbered corpses And we learned fast To travel light Our arms were heavy But our bellies were tight We had no home front We had no soft soap They sent us Playboy They gave us Bob Hope We dug in deep And shot on sight And prayed to Jesus Christ With all of our might We had no cameras To shoot the landscape We passed the hash pipe And played our Doors tapes And it was dark So dark at night And we held on to each other Like brother to brother We promised our mothers we'd write And we would all go down together We said we'd all go down together Yes we would all go down together Remember Charlie Remember Baker They left their childhood On every acre And who was wrong? And who was right? It didn't matter in the thick of the fight We held the day In the palm Of our hand They ruled the night And the night Seemed to last as long as six weeks On Parris Island We held the coastline They held the highlands And they were sharp As sharp as knives They heard the hum of our motors They counted the rotors And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together We said we'd all go down together Yes we would all go down together |
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from Billy Joel - Live At Shea Stadium [live] (2011)
We met as soul mates
On Parris Island We left as inmates From an asylum And we were sharp As sharp as knives And we were so gung ho To lay down our lives We came in spastic Like tameless horses We left in plastic As numbered corpses And we learned fast To travel light Our arms were heavy But our bellies were tight We had no home front We had no soft soap They sent us Playboy They gave us Bob Hope We dug in deep And shot on sight And prayed to Jesus Christ With all of our might We had no cameras To shoot the landscape We passed the hash pipe And played our Doors tapes And it was dark So dark at night And we held on to each other Like brother to brother We promised our mothers we′d write And we would all go down together We said we′d all go down together Yes we would all go down together Remember Charlie Remember Baker They left their childhood On every acre And who was wrong? And who was right? It didn′t matter in the thick of the fight We held the day In the palm Of our hand They ruled the night And the night Seemed to last as long as six weeks On Parris Island We held the coastline They held the highlands And they were sharp As sharp as knives They heard the hum of our motors They counted the rotors And waited for us to arrive And we would all go down together We said we′d all go down together Yes we would all go down together |