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from Billy Joel - Streetlife Serenade (0000)
Well, if money makes a rich man
Then I might never make the grade I'll be a small time operator If I just get the landlord paid But if time is an indication Of the wealth that I never knew Then I'm the last of the big time spenders 'Cause I've been spending time on you, woo oo oo woo It takes time to appreciate Lord knows that you can learn to hate it I believe, 'cause I've been there too When it gets down to desperation You make the best of the situation I can tell, I've seen it through, oh, oh, oh Though it seems like the day is wasted And the nights have been overdue Well, I'm the last of the big time spenders And I've been spendin' time on you, woo oo oo woo It's been so long since we got together In between it seems to take forever But I'm a dreamer, I'll be there soon It takes time to appreciate All of those that you can learn to hate I believe, I've seen it thru, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh You can call me the Great Pretender And in a way it might be true But I'm the last of the big time spenders And I've been spendin' time on you, woo oo oo woo |
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from Billy Joel - Streetlife Serenade (0000)
Los Angelenos
All come from somewhere To live in sunshine Their funky exile Midwestern ladies High-heeled and faded Driving sleek new sports cars With their New York cowboys Hiding up in the mountains Laying low in the canyons Going nowhere on the streets with the Spanish names Making love with the natives In their Hollywood places Making up for all the time gone by Los Angelenos All come from somewhere 'Cause it's all so easy To become acquainted Electric babies Blue-jeaned and jaded Such hot, sweet schoolgirls So educated Tanning out in the beaches With their Mexican reefers No one ever has to feel like a refugee Going into garages For exotic massages Making up for all the time gone by Hiding up in the mountains Laying low in the canyons Going nowhere on the streets with the Spanish names Making love with the natives In their Hollywood places Making up for all the time gone by Los Angelenos All come from somewhere It's so familiar Their foreign faces |
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from Billy Joel - Streetlife Serenade (0000)
Roberta, you say you know me
But I see only what you're paid to show me Oh, I wish you had the time Oh, I wish you had the time Oh, Roberta, I understand you I know you need to move in other circles too It's tough for me, it's tough for you Roberta, how I've adored you I'd ask you over but I can't afford you Oh, I wish you'd take the time Oh, I wish you'd take the time Oh, Roberta, the night goes slowly I know you're workin' but you must get lonely too It's tough for me, ah, it's tough for you And I'm in a bad way and wanna make love to you, ooh, ooh Oh, I wish you had the time Oh, I wish you had the time Oh, Roberta, I really need you But I suppose that my small change won't see you through It's tough for me, ah, it's tough for you |
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from Billy Joel - Streetlife Serenade (0000)
A picture postcard, a folded stub
A program of the play File away your photographs Of your holiday And your mementos will turn to dust But that's the price you pay For every year's a souvenir That slowly fades away Every year's a souvenir That slowly fades away |
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from Billy Joel - Streetlife Serenade (0000)
Streetlife serenader
Never sang on stages Needs no orchestration Melody comes easy Midnight masquerader Shoppin' center heroes Child of Eisenhower New world celebrator Streetlife serenaders Have such understanding How the words are spoken How to make the motions Streetlife serenaders Have no obligations Hold no grand illusions Need no stimulation Midnight masqueraders Workin' hard for wages Need no vast arrangements To do their harmonizing |
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from Billy Joel - Streetlife Serenade (0000)
I am the entertainer, and I know just where I stand,
Another serenader and another long-haired band Today I am your champion, I may have won your hearts But I know the game you''ll forget my name And I won''t be here in another year If I don''t stay on the charts I am the entertainer and I''ve had to pay my price, The things I did not know at first I learned by doing twice But still they come to haunt me, Still they want their say, So I''ve learned to dance with a hand in my pants I let ''em rub my neck and I write ''em a check And they go their merry way I am the entertainer, been all around the world, I''ve played all kinds of palaces and laid all kinds of girls I can''t remember faces, I don''t remember names, But what the hell, you know it''s just as well ''Cause after a while and a thousand miles It all becomes the same I am the entertainer, I bring to you my songs, I''d like to spend a day or two, but I can''t stay that long I got to meet expenses, I got to stay in line, Got to get those fees to the agencies And I''d love to stay but there''s bills to pay So I just don''t have the time I am the entertainer, I''ve come to do my show, You''ve heard my latest record spin on the radio It took me years to write it, they were the best years of my life, It was a beautiful song, but it ran too long If you''re gonna have a hit you gotta make it fit So they cut it down to 3:05 I am the entertainer, the idol of my age, I make all kinds of money when I go on the stage You see me in the papers, I''ve been in the magazines, But if I go cold, I won''t get sold, I get put in the back in a discount rack Like another can of beans I am the entertainer and I know just where I stand, Another serenader and another long-haired band Today I am your champion, I may have won your hearts, But I know the game, you''ll forget my name, I won''t be here in another year If I don''t stay on the charts |
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from Billy Joel - Streetlife Serenade (0000)
Flyin' east on a plane
Drinkin' all that free champagne I guess I saw this comin' down the line And I know it should be fun But I think I should've packed my gun Got that old suburban showdown in my mind Sit around with the folks Tell the same old tired jokes Bored to death on Sunday afternoon Mom and Dad, me and you And the outdoor barbecue Think I'm gonna hide out in my room I've been gone for a while Made some changes in my style And they say you can't go home anymore Well the streets all look the same And I'll have to play the game We'll all sit around in the kitchen chairs With the TV on and the neighbors there Out in the yard Where my Daddy worked so hard He never lets the crab grass grow too high Oh, the place hasn't changed And that's why I'm gonna feel so strange But I'll have to face the music by and by I've been gone for a while Made some changes in my style And they say you can't go home anymore Well the streets all look the same And I'll have to play the game We'll all sit around in the kitchen chairs With the TV on and the neighbors there Drive into town When this big bird touches down I'm only comin' home to say goodbye Then I'm gone with the wind And I won't be seen again Till that great suburban showdown in the sky Till that great suburban showdown in the sky |
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from Billy Joel - Streetlife Serenade (0000)
This back-breakin', bone-shakin', belly-achin', hard-workin'
Two more hours to go Yes, it's keeping me alive doin' nine to five And I ain't got nothin' to show Pretty soon I'll be leavin' with the wages I'm receivin' But I know it's gonna be all right Come on, babe and take me away We got some money to spend tonight Pick me up at the station Meet me at the train Have a meal and a shower and a change of clothes I can't afford a vacation But I can take the strain Long as I can be with you Find a way to burn it as quickly as I earn it Yes, it's back-breakin', bone-shakin', belly-achin', hard-workin' Two more hours to go Seven long years for the same corporation And I ain't got nothin' to show And tonight when I'm leavin' I'll be just breakin' even But I know it's gonna be all right Oh, I shake off my blues when you put on your shoes We got some money to spend tonight Oh, I don't wanna stand here and sound accusin' Everybody does their share of losin' If I'm gonna lose it I might as well be doin' it right Pick me up at the station Meet me at the train Have a meal and a shower and a change of clothes I can't afford a vacation But I can take the strain Long as I can be with you Find a way to burn it as quickly as I earn it Yes, it's back-breakin', bone-shakin', belly-achin', hard-workin' Two more hours to go Yes, it's keepin' me alive doin' nine to five And I ain't got nothin' to show And tonight when I'm leavin' I'll be just breakin' even But I know it's gonna be all right Come on, babe and take me away We got some money to spend tonight Come on, babe, take me away We got some money to spend tonight |
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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 - 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 - Cold Spring Harbor (1971)
Well so here I am at the end of the road
Where do I go from here? I always figured it would be like this Still nothing seems to be quite clear All the words have been spoken and the prophecy fulfilled But I just can't decide where to go Yes, it's been quite a day and I should go to sleep But tomorrow I will wake up and I'll know That I've got to begin again Though I don't know how start Yes, I've got to begin again And it's hard Well it's been quite a while since I lifted my head And I'm sure the light will hurt my eyes I see the way that I been spendin' my days And reality has caught me by surprise I was dreamin' of tomorrow so I sacrificed today And it sure was a grand waste of time And despite all the truth that's been thrown in my face I just can't get you out of my mind That I've got to begin again Though I don't know how start Yes, I've got to begin again And it's hard |
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from Billy Joel - Cold Spring Harbor (1971)
When it rains
I watch the window Golden dreams Wash down the willow Where are my Mardi Gras memories? Under silver seas Long cold nights Change my reflection Unsung songs Show my direction Where are my make believe victories? Under silver seas Ships pass over my head Purple and blue, yellow and red White sails catching the breeze Sailing on silver seas Once I lived You might remember Born in May Died in September Where are my carousel fantasies? Under silver seas |
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from Billy Joel - Cold Spring Harbor (1971)
She's got a way about her
I don't know what it is But I know that I can't live without her She's got a way of pleasin' I don't know what it is But there doesn't have to be a reason anyway She's got a smile that heals me I don't know why it is But I have to laugh when she reveals me She's got a way of talkin' I don't know why it is But it lifts me up when we are walkin' anywhere She comes to me when I'm feelin' down Inspires me without a sound She touches me and I get turned around She's got a way of showin' How I make her feel And I find the strength to keep on goin' She's got a way of walkin And everywhere she goes A million dreams of love surround her everywhere She comes to me when I'm feelin' down Inspires me without a sound She touches me I get turned around She's got a smile that heals me I don't know what it is But I have to laugh when she reveals me She's got a way about her I don't know what it is But I know that I can't live without her anyway |
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from Billy Joel - Cold Spring Harbor (1971)
I've been livin' for the moment
But I just can't have my way And I'm afraid to go to sleep 'Cause tomorrow is today People tell me life is sweeter But I don't hear what they say Nothing comes to change my life So tomorrow is today I don't care to know the hour 'Cause it's passing anyway I don't have to see tomorrow 'Cause I saw it yesterday So I listen for an answer But the feeling seems to stay And what's the use of always dreaming If tomorrow is today Still I'm waiting for the morning But it feels so far away And you don't need the love I'm giving So tomorrow is today Oh, my. Goin' to the river Gonna take a ride and the Lord will deliver me Made my bed, now I'm gonna lie in it If you don't come, I'm sure gonna die in it Too late. Too much given I've seen a lot of life and I'm damn sick of livin' it I keep hopin' that you will pass my way And some day if your dreams are leavin' you I'll still believe in you I don't care to know the hour 'Cause it's passing anyway I don't have to see tomorrow 'Cause I saw it yesterday Though I'm living and I'm singing And although my hands still play Soon enough it will all be over 'Cause tomorrow is today |
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from Billy Joel - Cold Spring Harbor (1971)
Oh, sweet lady, runnin' like a stream
You don't look back because you know your hands are clean You make believe the past was just a dream You make believe the past was just a dream Turn around, turn around And I will sing for you a song I don't know where you been But you've been gone too long Oh, Elisa, you must begin again And all the roads that you have walked are comin' to an end I was your lover but I thought I was your friend I loved you but I thought I was your friend Turn around, turn around And I will sing for you a song I don't know where you been But you've been gone too long Oh, sweet lady, stand beside the sea Maybe you will find a little time to think of me Won't you please remember what I tried so hard to be Yeah, remember what I tried so hard to be So turn around, turn around And I will sing for you a song And I don't know where you been But you've been gone too long |
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from Billy Joel - Cold Spring Harbor (1971)
Of all the people in the world that I know
You're the best place to go When I cry, when I cry I never asked for much before, not before Things are changed; I need more Tell me why, Judy, why? I never thought that she would say Say goodbye; but she did And now I wanna die. I wanna die I never thought that I would need, need a friend But I did, in the end Tell me why, Judy, why Oh, what a scene It's wrong for her to hang me up this way Oh, where you been? 'Cause it's so hard to make it through the day A man my age is very young, so I'm told Why do I feel so old? Tell me why, Judy, why? Oh, what a scene It's wrong for her to hang me up this way Oh, where you been? 'Cause it's so hard to make it through the day There's no tomorrow 'cause my dreams did not last So I live in the past Tell me why, Judy, why? |
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from Billy Joel - Cold Spring Harbor (1971)
You can make me free
You can make me smile You can make me be Like a little child You can melt the ice that chills my body You can dry my every tear You make the lonely hours disappear You can make me free You can make me rise You can make me see So open up my eyes Don't you know my only real moments Are the ones I spend with you How I long to drink some wine again with you I can take to the skies I can soar like a bird with its heart full of song Won't you color my eyes I've been waiting so long You can make me free You can make me cry You can make it so much better If you would only try And if I must wait a lonely lifetime Until I am with you, my love I will wait but you'll be what I'm dreamin' of I can take to the skies I can soar like a bird with his heart full of song Won't you cover my eyes I've been waiting so long You can make me free You can make me cry You can make it so much better If you would only try And if I must wait a lonely lifetime Until I am with you, my love I will wait but you'll be what I'm dreamin' of I can take to the skies I can soar like a bird with his heart full of song Won't you cover my eyes I've been waiting so long You can make me free You can make me cry You can make it so much better If you would only try And if I must wait a lonely lifetime Until I am with you, my love I will wait but you'll be what I'm dreamin' of You can make me free You can make me cry You can make it so much better If you would only try |
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from Billy Joel - Cold Spring Harbor (1971)
Ah, you look so good to me
With my eyes open wide, I can see Ah, you feel so good to me And it's so good when you're here 'cause I'm free Feelin' the glory from that smile upon your face It's liftin' me high above my ordinary place And I am so happy when I'm in your warm embrace Ah, you look so good to me With my eyes open wide, I can see Ah, you feel so good to me And who knows what your next move will be? Ah, you look so good to me With my eyes open wide, I can see Ah, you feel so good to me And it's so good when you're here 'cause I'm free |
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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 (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 - Piano Man (1973)
If I only had the words to tell you
If you only had the time to understand Though I know it wouldn't change your feelings And I know you'll carry on the best you can If I only had the urge to tell you If you only knew how hard it is to say When the simple lines have all been taken And the radio repeats them every day If I never find the song to sing you If you always find it hard to comprehend Well, you know there wouldn't be much meaning If I had to sing those tired words again Life goes on and on And tonight will soon be gone But if we try we can be sure If I only had the words to tell you If you only had the time to understand But I only have these arms to hold you And it's all that you can ask of any man La la la la, la la la la If I only had the words to tell you If you only had the time to understand Oh, but I only have these arms to hold you And it's all that you can ask of any man |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
If I only had the words to tell you
If you only had the time to understand Though I know it wouldn't change your feelings And I know you'll carry on the best you can If I only had the urge to tell you If you only knew how hard it is to say When the simple lines have all been taken And the radio repeats them every day If I never find the song to sing you If you always find it hard to comprehend Well, you know there wouldn't be much meaning If I had to sing those tired words again Life goes on and on And tonight will soon be gone But if we try we can be sure If I only had the words to tell you If you only had the time to understand But I only have these arms to hold you And it's all that you can ask of any man La la la la, la la la la If I only had the words to tell you If you only had the time to understand Oh, but I only have these arms to hold you And it's all that you can ask of any man |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me Makin' love to his tonic and gin He says, 'Son, can you play me a melody? I'm not really sure how it goes but it's sad and it's sweet And I knew it complete when I wore a younger man's clothes' * Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody And you've got us feelin' alright Now John at the bar is a friend of mine He gets me my drinks for free And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke But there's someplace that he'd rather be He says, 'Bill, I believe this is killing me.' As the smile ran away from his face 'Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star If I could get out of this place' Now Paul is a real estate novelist Who never had time for a wife And he's talkin' with Davy who's still in the navy And probably will be for life And the waitress is practicing politics As the businessmen slowly get stoned Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better than drinkin' alone *repeat It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday And the manager gives me a smile 'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see To forget about life for a while And the piano, it sounds like a carnival And the microphone smells like a beer And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar And say, 'Man, what are you doin' here?' |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me Makin' love to his tonic and gin He says, 'Son, can you play me a melody? I'm not really sure how it goes but it's sad and it's sweet And I knew it complete when I wore a younger man's clothes' * Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody And you've got us feelin' alright Now John at the bar is a friend of mine He gets me my drinks for free And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke But there's someplace that he'd rather be He says, 'Bill, I believe this is killing me.' As the smile ran away from his face 'Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star If I could get out of this place' Now Paul is a real estate novelist Who never had time for a wife And he's talkin' with Davy who's still in the navy And probably will be for life And the waitress is practicing politics As the businessmen slowly get stoned Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better than drinkin' alone *repeat It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday And the manager gives me a smile 'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see To forget about life for a while And the piano, it sounds like a carnival And the microphone smells like a beer And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar And say, 'Man, what are you doin' here?' |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
Well, it's a rainy night in Paris
And I'm sitting by the Seine It's a pleasure to be soaking In the European rain Now my belly's full of fancy food and wine Oh, but in the morning there'll be hell to pay Somewhere along the line Oh, in the morning there'll be hell to pay Somewhere along the line Sweet Virginia Cigarette Burning in my hand Well you used to be a friend of mine But now I understand You've been eating up inside me for some time Oh, and I know you're gonna get me Somewhere along the line And I know you're gonna get me Somewhere along the line Somewhere along the line Well I know it's just a matter of time When the fun falls through and the rent comes due Somewhere along the line, woah Well, you know I love my woman And I would not let her down And I did my share of lovin' When I used to get around Now I'm satisfied that she is lookin' fine Oh, but you pay for satisfaction Somewhere along the line Well, you pay for your satisfaction Somewhere along the line Hey, it's good to be a young man And to live the way you please Yes, a young man is the king Of every kingdom that he sees There's an old and feeble man not far behind Oh, it surely will catch up to him Somewhere along the line Well, it surely will catch up to him Somewhere along the line Well you know, it will catch up to him Somewhere along the line, oh |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
Well, it's a rainy night in Paris
And I'm sitting by the Seine It's a pleasure to be soaking In the European rain Now my belly's full of fancy food and wine Oh, but in the morning there'll be hell to pay Somewhere along the line Oh, in the morning there'll be hell to pay Somewhere along the line Sweet Virginia Cigarette Burning in my hand Well you used to be a friend of mine But now I understand You've been eating up inside me for some time Oh, and I know you're gonna get me Somewhere along the line And I know you're gonna get me Somewhere along the line Somewhere along the line Well I know it's just a matter of time When the fun falls through and the rent comes due Somewhere along the line, woah Well, you know I love my woman And I would not let her down And I did my share of lovin' When I used to get around Now I'm satisfied that she is lookin' fine Oh, but you pay for satisfaction Somewhere along the line Well, you pay for your satisfaction Somewhere along the line Hey, it's good to be a young man And to live the way you please Yes, a young man is the king Of every kingdom that he sees There's an old and feeble man not far behind Oh, it surely will catch up to him Somewhere along the line Well, it surely will catch up to him Somewhere along the line Well you know, it will catch up to him Somewhere along the line, oh |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
He always found it hard to take her
She wouldn't listen to advice And though he never tried to make her She often thought it would be nice Oh, and now she's headin' out to California It's been a long time comin' But she's feelin' like a woman tonight And she left a little letter Said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Goodbye, goodbye She tried for years to be a good wife It never quite got off the ground And all those stories of the good life Convinced her not to hang around Oh, and now she's headin' out to California And she doesn't know what's comin' But she sure knows what she's leavin' behind And she left a little letter Said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Goodbye, goodbye And though she finds it hard to leave him She knows it would be worse to stay He wouldn't understand the reasons That make a woman run away Oh, and now she's headin' out to California With some money in her pocket She's a rocket on the Fourth of July And she left a little letter Said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Goodbye, goodbye She's headin' out to California With some money in her pocket She's a rocket on the Fourth of July And she left a little letter Said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Goodbye, goodbye |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
He always found it hard to take her
She wouldn't listen to advice And though he never tried to make her She often thought it would be nice Oh, and now she's headin' out to California It's been a long time comin' But she's feelin' like a woman tonight And she left a little letter Said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Goodbye, goodbye She tried for years to be a good wife It never quite got off the ground And all those stories of the good life Convinced her not to hang around Oh, and now she's headin' out to California And she doesn't know what's comin' But she sure knows what she's leavin' behind And she left a little letter Said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Goodbye, goodbye And though she finds it hard to leave him She knows it would be worse to stay He wouldn't understand the reasons That make a woman run away Oh, and now she's headin' out to California With some money in her pocket She's a rocket on the Fourth of July And she left a little letter Said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Goodbye, goodbye She's headin' out to California With some money in her pocket She's a rocket on the Fourth of July And she left a little letter Said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Goodbye, goodbye |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
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 travelled heavy Yes, he always rode alone And he soon put many older guns to shame And 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 could not seem to track him down And it served his legend well For the folks they love to tell 'Bout when Billy the Kid came to town Well, one cold day a posse captured Billy And the judge said, ''"String 'im up for what he did."'' And the cowboys and their kin Like the sea came pourin' in To watch the hangin' of Billy the Kid Well he never travel'ed heavy Yes, he always rode alone And he soon put many older guns to shame Well he never had a sweetheart But he finally found a home Underneath the Boot Hill grave that bears his name From a town known as Oyster Bay, 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 - Piano Man (1973)
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 travelled heavy Yes, he always rode alone And he soon put many older guns to shame And 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 could not seem to track him down And it served his legend well For the folks they love to tell 'Bout when Billy the Kid came to town Well, one cold day a posse captured Billy And the judge said, ''"String 'im up for what he did."'' And the cowboys and their kin Like the sea came pourin' in To watch the hangin' of Billy the Kid Well he never travel'ed heavy Yes, he always rode alone And he soon put many older guns to shame Well he never had a sweetheart But he finally found a home Underneath the Boot Hill grave that bears his name From a town known as Oyster Bay, 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 - Piano Man (1973)
Hey Lord, take a look all around And I'd a-find where my baby's gonna be. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight 'Cause she is far across the sea. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that she's gonna be alright And things are gonna be alright with me. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that all her dreams are sweet. Said now, would ya guide her on the roads And make them softer for her feet. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that she's gonna be alright Until she's home and here with me. Hey, Lord would ya look out for her tonight If she is sleepin' under the sky. Said now, make sure the ground she's sleepin' on Is always warm and dry. Ummm, don'tcha give her too much rain, Try to keep her away from pain Because my baby hates to cry. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight 'Cause it gets rough along the way. Said now, this song seems strange is just because I don't know how to pray. Ummm, won'tcha give her peace of mind, And if you ever find the time Won'tcha tell her I miss her everyday. Hey Lord, take a look all around And I'd a-find where my baby's gonna be. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight 'Cause she is far across the sea. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that she's gonna be alright Until she's home and here with me. With me. |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
Hey Lord, take a look all around And I'd a-find where my baby's gonna be. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight 'Cause she is far across the sea. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that she's gonna be alright And things are gonna be alright with me. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that all her dreams are sweet. Said now, would ya guide her on the roads And make them softer for her feet. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that she's gonna be alright Until she's home and here with me. Hey, Lord would ya look out for her tonight If she is sleepin' under the sky. Said now, make sure the ground she's sleepin' on Is always warm and dry. Ummm, don'tcha give her too much rain, Try to keep her away from pain Because my baby hates to cry. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight 'Cause it gets rough along the way. Said now, this song seems strange is just because I don't know how to pray. Ummm, won'tcha give her peace of mind, And if you ever find the time Won'tcha tell her I miss her everyday. Hey Lord, take a look all around And I'd a-find where my baby's gonna be. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight 'Cause she is far across the sea. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that she's gonna be alright Until she's home and here with me. With me. |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
Today I'm livin' like a rich man's son
Tomorrow mornin', I could be a bum It doesn't matter which direction, though I know a woman in New Mexico Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong, oh And if I don't have a car, I'll hitch I got a thumb and she's a son of a bitch I do my writing on my road guitar And make a living at a piano bar, oh Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong ''(Ooh)'' Lightning and thunder Flashed across the roads we drove upon Oh, but it's clear skies we're under When I am together, when I sing the song Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong, oh Fun ain't easy if it ain't free Too many people got a hold on me But I know something that they don't know I know a woman in New Mexico Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
Today I'm livin' like a rich man's son
Tomorrow mornin', I could be a bum It doesn't matter which direction, though I know a woman in New Mexico Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong, oh And if I don't have a car, I'll hitch I got a thumb and she's a son of a bitch I do my writing on my road guitar And make a living at a piano bar, oh Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong ''(Ooh)'' Lightning and thunder Flashed across the roads we drove upon Oh, but it's clear skies we're under When I am together, when I sing the song Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong, oh Fun ain't easy if it ain't free Too many people got a hold on me But I know something that they don't know I know a woman in New Mexico Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
When you look into my eyes
And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul It always comes as a surprise When I feel my withered roots begin to grow Well I never had a place that I could call my very own That's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home When you touch my weary head And you tell me everything will be all right You say, "Use my body for your bed And my love will keep you warm throughout the night" Well, I'll never be a stranger and I'll never be alone Whenever we're together, that's my home Home can be the Pennsylvania Turnpike Indiana's early morning dew High up in the hills of California Home is just another word for you Well I never had a place that I could call my very own That's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home If I travel all my life And I never get to stop and settle down Long as I have you by my side There's a roof above and good walls all around You're my castle, you're my cabin and my instant pleasure dome I need you in my house 'cause you're my home You're my home |
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from Billy Joel - Piano Man (1973)
When you look into my eyes
And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul It always comes as a surprise When I feel my withered roots begin to grow Well I never had a place that I could call my very own That's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home When you touch my weary head And you tell me everything will be all right You say, "Use my body for your bed And my love will keep you warm throughout the night" Well, I'll never be a stranger and I'll never be alone Whenever we're together, that's my home Home can be the Pennsylvania Turnpike Indiana's early morning dew High up in the hills of California Home is just another word for you Well I never had a place that I could call my very own That's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home If I travel all my life And I never get to stop and settle down Long as I have you by my side There's a roof above and good walls all around You're my castle, you're my cabin and my instant pleasure dome I need you in my house 'cause you're my home You're my home |
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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 - Turnstiles (1976)
Now we take our time, so nonchalant,
And spend our nights so bon vivant. We dress our days in silken robes, The money comes, the money goes, We know it's all a passing phase. We light our lamps for atmosphere, And hang our hopes on chandeliers. We're going wrong, we're gaining weight, We're sleeping long and far too late. And so it's time to change our ways... But I've loved these days. Now as we indulge in things refined, We hide our hearts from harder times. A string of pearls, a foreign car, Oh, we can only go so far On caviar and Cabernet. We drown our doubts in dry champagne, And soothe our souls with fine cocaine. I don't know why I even care, We get so high and get nowhere. We'll have to change our jaded ways... But I've loved these days. So before we end, and then begin, We'll drink a toast to how it's been- A few more hours to be complete, A few more nights on satin sheets, A few more times that I can say... I've loved these days. |
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from Billy Joel - Turnstiles (1976)
James... we were always friends,
From our childhood days And we made our plans, And we had to go our seperate ways. I went on the road You pursued an education. James... do you like your life, Can you find release, And will you ever change Will you ever write your masterpiece. Are you still in school Living up to expectations... James... You were so relied upon, everybody knows how hard you tried Hey... just look at what a job you've done, Carrying the weight of family pride. James... you've been well behaved, You've been working so hard But will you always stay Someone else's dream of who you are. Do what's good for you, or you're not good for anybody... James. I went on the road You pursued an education... James... How you gonna know for sure-everything was so well organized. Hey...now everything is so secure, and everybody else is satisfied. James... do you like your life, Can you find release And will you ever change, When will you write your masterpiece. Do what's good for you, or you're not good for anybody... James... |
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from Billy Joel - Turnstiles (1976)
I've seen the lights go out on Broadway.
I saw the Empire State laid low. And life went on beyond the Palisades. They all bought Cadillacs and left there long ago. They held a concert out in Brooklyn To watch the island bridges blow. They turned our power down, And drove us underground, But we went right on with the show. Oooh. Oh Oh Ooh. I've seen the lights go out on Broadway. I saw the ruins at my feet. You know we almost didn't notice it. We'd see it all the time on 42nd Street. They burned the churches up in Harlem, Like in that Spanish Civil War. The flames were everywhere, But no one really cared: It always burned up there before. Ooh. Oh Oh Ooh. I've seen the lights go out on Broadway. I watched the mighty skyline fall. The boats were waiting at the Battery. The union went on strike: They never sailed at all. They sent the carrier out from Norfolk, And picked the Yankees up for free. They said that Queens could stay. They blew the Bronx away, And sank Manhattan out at sea. You know those lights were bright on Broadway, But that was so many years ago: Before we all lived here in Florida, Before the Mafia took over Mexico. There are not many who remember; They say a handful still survive To tell the world about The way the lights went out, And keep the memory alive. |
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from Billy Joel - Turnstiles (1976)
Some folks like to get away
Take a holiday from the neighborhood Hop a flight to Miami Beach Or to Hollywood But I'm taking a Greyhound On the Hudson River Line I'm in a New York state of mind I've seen all the movie stars In their fancy cars and their limousines Been high in the Rockies under the evergreens But I know what I'm needing And I don't want to waste more time I'm in a New York state of mind It was so easy living day by day Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, The Daily News It comes down to reality And it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide Don't care if it's Chinatown or on Riverside I don't have any reasons I've left them all behind I'm in a New York state of mind It was so easy living day by day Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, The Daily News It comes down to reality And it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide Don't care if it's Chinatown or on Riverside I don't have any reasons I've left them all behind I'm in a New York state of mind I'm just taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River Line 'Cause I'm in a New York state of mind |
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from Billy Joel - Turnstiles (1976)
There's a place in the world for the angry young man
With his working class ties and his radical plans He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl, And he's always at home with his back to the wall. And he's proud of his scars and the battles he's lost, And he struggles and bleeds as he hangs on his cross And he likes to be known as the angry young man. Give a moment or two to the angry young man, With his foot in his mouth and his heart in his hand. He's been stabbed in the back, he's been misunderstood, It's a comfort to know his intentions are good. And he sits in a room with a lock on the door, With his maps and his medals laid out on the floor And he likes to be known as the angry young man. I believe I've passed the age Of consciousness and righteous rage I found that just surviving was a noble fight. I once believed in causes too, I had my pointless point of view, And life went on no matter who was wrong or right. And there's always a place for the angry young man, With his fist in the air and his head in the sand. And he's never been able to learn from mistakes, So he can't understand why his heart always breaks. But his honor is pure and his courage as well, And he's fair and he's true and he's boring as hell And he'll go to the grave as an angry old man. Yes, there's a place in the world for the angry young man With his working class ties and his radical plans He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl, And he's always at home with his back to the wall. And he's proud of his scars and the battles he's lost, And he struggles and bleeds as he hangs on his cross And he likes to be known as the angry young man. |
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from Billy Joel - Turnstiles (1976)
Bobby's drivin' through the city tonight
Through the lights in a hot new rent-a-car He joins the lovers in his heavy machine It's a scene down on Sunset Boulevard Say goodbye to Hollywood Say goodbye to my baby Say goodbye to Hollywood Say goodbye to my baby Johnny's takin' care of things for a while And his style is so right for troubadours They got him sitting with his back to the door Now he won't be my fast gun anymore Say goodbye to Hollywood Say goodbye to my baby Say goodbye to Hollywood Say goodbye to my baby * Movin' on is a chance that you take Any time you try to stay together Whoa Say a word out of line And you find that the friends you had Are gone forever Forever (Solo) Repeat * So many faces in and out of my life Some will last Some will just be now and then Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes I'm afraid it's time for goodbye again Say goodbye to Hollywood Say goodbye to my baby Say goodbye to Hollywood Say goodbye to my baby |
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from Billy Joel - Turnstiles (1976)
They say that these are not the best of times
But they're the only times I've ever known And I believe there is a time for meditation In cathedrals of our own Now I have seen that sad surrender in my lover's eyes And I can only stand apart and sympathize For we are always what our situations hand us It's either sadness or euphoria So we'll argue and we'll compromise And realize that nothing's ever changed For all our mutual experience Our separate conclusions are the same Now we are forced to recognize our inhumanity A reason coexists with our insanity And though we choose between reality and madness It's either sadness or euphoria How thoughtlessly we dissipate our energies Perhaps we don't fulfill each other's fantasies And as we stand upon the ledges of our lives With our respective similarities It's either sadness or euphoria Oh! Oh, oh! |
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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 - 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 - 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 Stranger (1977)
Now we take our time, so nonchalant,
And spend our nights so bon vivant. We dress our days in silken robes, The money comes, the money goes, We know it's all a passing phase. We light our lamps for atmosphere, And hang our hopes on chandeliers. We're going wrong, we're gaining weight, We're sleeping long and far too late. And so it's time to change our ways... But I've loved these days. Now as we indulge in things refined, We hide our hearts from harder times. A string of pearls, a foreign car, Oh, we can only go so far On caviar and Cabernet. We drown our doubts in dry champagne, And soothe our souls with fine cocaine. I don't know why I even care, We get so high and get nowhere. We'll have to change our jaded ways... But I've loved these days. So before we end, and then begin, We'll drink a toast to how it's been- A few more hours to be complete, A few more nights on satin sheets, A few more times that I can say... I've loved these days. |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
Just the way you are
Billy Joel Don't go changing to try and please me 나를 기쁘게 해주려고 당신을 바꾸지 말아요. You never let me down before 당신은 한 번도 나를 실망시킨 적이 없어요. Don't imagine 당신이 너무 익숙해져서 you're too familiar 내가 당신을 더 이상 보고 싶어하지 않을 거라고, And I don't see you anymore 그렇게 상상하지도 마세요. I could not leave you in times of trouble 난 힘들 때에도, 당신을 떠나지 않을 거에요. We never could have come this far 그렇지 않았다면 우리가 여기까지 오지도 못했을 거에요. I took the good times 그동안 좋은 시간들을 보냈었죠, I'll take the bad times 앞으로의 힘든 시간들도 견뎌낼 거에요. I'll take you just the way you are 나는 있는 그대로의 당신을 받아들일 거에요. Don't go trying some new fashion 새로운 옷을 입어보려고 애쓰지 말아요. Don't change the color of your hair 머리색도 바꾸지 마세요. You always have my unspoken passion 말하지 않아도, 당신은 항상 내 관심을 받고 있어요. Although I might not seem to care 내가 신경쓰지 않는 것 처럼 보여도 말이에요. I don't want clever conversation I never want to work that hard 난 현명한 대화를 원하는게 아니에요. I just want someone 그렇게 하려고 노력하고 싶지도 않아요. that I can talk to 난 그저, 함께 이야기를 나눌 수 있는 누군가를 원해요. I want you just the way you are 난 있는 그대로의 당신의 원해요. I need to know that you will always be 나는 당신이 앞으로도 늘 어떤 모습일지 알아야해요. The same old someone that I knew 내가 알고 있던 그 사람과 같은 모습이겠죠. What will it take till you believe in me 내가 당신을 믿는 그대로, 당신도 나를 믿기까지 The way that I believe in you 시간이 얼마나 걸릴까요. I said I love you 당신을 사랑한다고 말했죠, and that's forever 그건 영원할 거에요. And this I promise from the heart 그리고 그건 내 마음으로 약속하는 거에요. I could not love you any better 이보다 더 당신을 사랑할 수 없을 거에요. I love you just the way you are 나는 있는 그대로의 당신을 사랑합니다. |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
Don't go changing, to try and please me,
You never let me down before, Don't imagine, you're too familiar, And I don't see you anymore. 날 기쁘게 하려고 굳이 변하지 않아도 되요 당신은 예전에도 날 실망시킨적 없어요 내가 그대에게 너무 익숙해져서 이젠 관심 없을거라고 생각하지말아요 I would not leave you in times of trouble, We never could have come this far. I took the good times, I'll take the bad times, I'll take you just the way you are. 힘든 시간에도 그대를 떠나지 않을거에요 그랬다면 우리가 이렇게까지 오진 못했겠죠 좋을 때나, 나쁠 때나 있는 그대로의 당신을 사랑합니다 Don't go trying some new fashion, Don't change the color of your hair. You always have my unspoken passion, Although I might not seem to care. 굳이 유행을 따라가려고 하지말아요 머리색도 바꿀 필요 없어요 말하지는 않지만, 항상 그대에의 열정을 가지고있어요 내가 신경쓰지 않는 것 처럼 보일지라도.. I don't want clever, conversation. I never want to work that hard. I just want someone, that I can talk to, I want you just the way you are. 너무 멋부린 대화는 원하지 않아요 그렇게까지 하고 싶지 않아요 그저 나와 있는 그대로의 이야기를 나누기만 하면 돼요 있는 그대로의 그대를 원해요 I need to know that you will always be The same old someone that I knew, What will it take 'til you believe in me, The way that I believe in you? 그대가 한결같이 내가 알던 그 사람이었으면 좋겠어요 그대가 날 믿게하려면 어떻게 해야할까요? 내가 그대를 믿는 것 처럼요 I said I love you, that's forever, And this I promise from the heart, I couldn't love you any better, I love you just the way you are. 당신을 사랑한다 말한 건 영원히에요 진심으로 약속해요 더할 수 없이 그대를 사랑한다고, 있는 그대로의 당신을 사랑해요 I don't want clever, conversation. I never want to work that hard. I just want someone, that I can talk to, I want you just the way you are. 너무 멋부린 대화는 원하지 않아요 그렇게까지 하고 싶지 않아요 그저 나와 이야기를 나누기만 하면 돼요 있는 그대로의 그대를 원해요 |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
I've seen the lights go out on Broadway.
I saw the Empire State laid low. And life went on beyond the Palisades. They all bought Cadillacs and left there long ago. They held a concert out in Brooklyn To watch the island bridges blow. They turned our power down, And drove us underground, But we went right on with the show. Oooh. Oh Oh Ooh. I've seen the lights go out on Broadway. I saw the ruins at my feet. You know we almost didn't notice it. We'd see it all the time on 42nd Street. They burned the churches up in Harlem, Like in that Spanish Civil War. The flames were everywhere, But no one really cared: It always burned up there before. Ooh. Oh Oh Ooh. I've seen the lights go out on Broadway. I watched the mighty skyline fall. The boats were waiting at the Battery. The union went on strike: They never sailed at all. They sent the carrier out from Norfolk, And picked the Yankees up for free. They said that Queens could stay. They blew the Bronx away, And sank Manhattan out at sea. You know those lights were bright on Broadway, But that was so many years ago: Before we all lived here in Florida, Before the Mafia took over Mexico. There are not many who remember; They say a handful still survive To tell the world about The way the lights went out, And keep the memory alive. |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
Anthony works in the grocery store
Savin' his pennies for someday Mama Leone left a note on the door, She said, 'Sonny, move out to the country.' Workin' too hard can give you A heart attackackackackackack You oughta know by now Who needs a house out in Hackensack? Is that all you get for your money? And it seems such a waste of time If that's what it's all about Mama, If that's movin' up then I'm movin' out. Mmm, I'm movin' out. Ooh-hoo, uh-huh, mmmm Sergeant O'Leary is walkin' the beat At night he becomes a bartender He works at Mister Cacciatore's down On Sullivan Street Across from the medical center Yeah and he's tradin' in his Chevy for a Cadillacacacacacacacac You oughta know by now And if he can't drive With a broken back At least he can polish the fenders And It seems such a waste of time If that's what it's all about Mama, If that's movin' up then I'm movin' out. Mmm, I'm movin' out. Ooh-hoo, uh-huh, mmmm You should never argue with a crazy mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mind You oughta know by now You can pay Uncle Sam with the overtime Is that all you get for your money? And if that's what you have in mind yeah if that's what you're all about Good luck movin' up 'cause I'm movin' out. Mmm, I'm movin' out. Ooh-hoo, uh-huh, mmmm I'm movin' out... |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
Some folks like to get away
Take a holiday from the neighborhood Hop a flight to Miami Beach Or to Hollywood But I'm taking a Greyhound On the Hudson River Line I'm in a New York state of mind I've seen all the movie stars In their fancy cars and their limousines Been high in the Rockies under the evergreens But I know what I'm needing And I don't want to waste more time I'm in a New York state of mind It was so easy living day by day Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, The Daily News It comes down to reality And it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide Don't care if it's Chinatown or on Riverside I don't have any reasons I've left them all behind I'm in a New York state of mind It was so easy living day by day Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, The Daily News It comes down to reality And it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide Don't care if it's Chinatown or on Riverside I don't have any reasons I've left them all behind I'm in a New York state of mind I'm just taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River Line 'Cause I'm in a New York state of mind |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
Come out, Virginia
Don`t let me wait You Catholic girls Start much too late Aw, but sooner or later It comes down to fate I might as well be the one Well, they showed you a statue Told you to pray They built you a temple And locked you away Aw, but they never told you The price that you pay For things that you Might have done Only the good die young That`s what I said Only the good die young Only the good die young You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd We ain`t too pretty, we ain`t too proud We might be laughing a bit too loud Aw, but that never hurt no one So, come on, Virginia Show me a sign Send up a signal I`ll throw you the line The stained-glass curtain You`re hiding behind Never lets in the sun Darling, only the good die young Woah, woah, woah, woah I tell you, only the good die young Only the good die young You got a nice white dress and A party on your confirmation You got a brand new soul Mmm, and a cross of gold But Virginia, they didn`t give you Quite enough information You didn`t count on me when You were counting on your rosary Oh, woah, woah And they say there`s a Heaven For those who will wait Some say it`s better Vut I say it ain`t I`d rather laugh with the sinners Than cry with the saints The sinners are much more fun You know that only The good die young Woah oh, baby, babe I tell you only The good die young Only the good die young You said your mother told you all That I could give you was a reputation Aw, she never cared for me But did she ever say a prayer for me Oh, woah, woah Come out, come out Come out, Virginia Don`t let me wait You Catholic girls Start much too late But sooner or later It comes down to fate I might as well be the one You know that Only the good die young Tell you, baby You know that Only the good die young Only the good die young Only the good Only the good die young Oooh, ooooh, oooh....... |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
There's a place in the world for the angry young man
With his working class ties and his radical plans He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl, And he's always at home with his back to the wall. And he's proud of his scars and the battles he's lost, And he struggles and bleeds as he hangs on his cross And he likes to be known as the angry young man. Give a moment or two to the angry young man, With his foot in his mouth and his heart in his hand. He's been stabbed in the back, he's been misunderstood, It's a comfort to know his intentions are good. And he sits in a room with a lock on the door, With his maps and his medals laid out on the floor And he likes to be known as the angry young man. I believe I've passed the age Of consciousness and righteous rage I found that just surviving was a noble fight. I once believed in causes too, I had my pointless point of view, And life went on no matter who was wrong or right. And there's always a place for the angry young man, With his fist in the air and his head in the sand. And he's never been able to learn from mistakes, So he can't understand why his heart always breaks. But his honor is pure and his courage as well, And he's fair and he's true and he's boring as hell And he'll go to the grave as an angry old man. Yes, there's a place in the world for the angry young man With his working class ties and his radical plans He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl, And he's always at home with his back to the wall. And he's proud of his scars and the battles he's lost, And he struggles and bleeds as he hangs on his cross And he likes to be known as the angry young man. |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
Bobby's drivin' through the city tonight
Through the lights in a hot new rent-a-car He joins the lovers in his heavy machine It's a scene down on Sunset Boulevard Say goodbye to Hollywood Say goodbye to my baby Say goodbye to Hollywood Say goodbye to my baby Johnny's takin' care of things for a while And his style is so right for troubadours They got him sitting with his back to the door Now he won't be my fast gun anymore Say goodbye to Hollywood Say goodbye to my baby Say goodbye to Hollywood Say goodbye to my baby * Movin' on is a chance that you take Any time you try to stay together Whoa Say a word out of line And you find that the friends you had Are gone forever Forever (Solo) Repeat * So many faces in and out of my life Some will last Some will just be now and then Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes I'm afraid it's time for goodbye again Say goodbye to Hollywood Say goodbye to my baby Say goodbye to Hollywood Say goodbye to my baby |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead We'll get a table near the street In our old familiar place You and I,face to face A bottle of red, a bottle of white It all depends upon your appetite I'll meet you any time you want In our Italian Restaurant. Things are okay with me these days Got a good job, got a good office Got a new wife, got a new life And the family's fine We lost touch long ago You lost weight I did not know You could ever look so good after So much time. I remember those days hanging out At the village green Engineer boots, leather jackets And tight blue jeans Drop a dime in the box play the Song about New Orleans Cold beer, hot lights My sweet romantic teenage nights Brenda and Eddie were the Popular steadys And the king and the queen Of the prom Riding around with the car top Down and the radio on. Nobody looked any finer Or was more of a hit at the Parkway Diner We never knew we could want more Than that out of life Surely Brenda and Eddie would Always know how to survive. Brenda and Eddy were still going Steady in the summer of '75 when they decided the marriage would Be at the end of July Everyone said they were crazy 'Brenda you know you're much too lazy Eddie could never afford to live that Kind of life.' But there we were wavin' Brenda and Eddie goodbye. They got an apartment with deep Pile carpet And a couple of paintings from Sears A big waterbed that they bought With the bread They had saved for a couple Of years They started to fight when the Money got tight And they just didn't count on The tears. They lived for a while in a Very nice style But it's always the same in the end They got a divorce as a matter Of course And they parted the closest Of friends Then the king and the queen went Back to the green But you can never go back There again. Brenda and Eddie had had it Already by the summer of '75 Fromhe high to the low to The end of the show For the rest of their lives They couldn't go back to The greasers The best they could do was Pick up the pieces We always knew they would both Find a way to get by That's all I heard about Brenda nd Eddie Can't tell you more than I Told you already And here we are wavin' Brenda And Eddie goodbye. A bottle of red, aa bottle of white Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight I'll meet you anytime you want In our Italian Restaurant. |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead We'll get a table near the street In our old familiar place You and I,face to face A bottle of red, a bottle of white It all depends upon your appetite I'll meet you any time you want In our Italian Restaurant. Things are okay with me these days Got a good job, got a good office Got a new wife, got a new life And the family's fine We lost touch long ago You lost weight I did not know You could ever look so good after So much time. I remember those days hanging out At the village green Engineer boots, leather jackets And tight blue jeans Drop a dime in the box play the Song about New Orleans Cold beer, hot lights My sweet romantic teenage nights Brenda and Eddie were the Popular steadys And the king and the queen Of the prom Riding around with the car top Down and the radio on. Nobody looked any finer Or was more of a hit at the Parkway Diner We never knew we could want more Than that out of life Surely Brenda and Eddie would Always know how to survive. Brenda and Eddy were still going Steady in the summer of '75 when they decided the marriage would Be at the end of July Everyone said they were crazy 'Brenda you know you're much too lazy Eddie could never afford to live that Kind of life.' But there we were wavin' Brenda and Eddie goodbye. They got an apartment with deep Pile carpet And a couple of paintings from Sears A big waterbed that they bought With the bread They had saved for a couple Of years They started to fight when the Money got tight And they just didn't count on The tears. They lived for a while in a Very nice style But it's always the same in the end They got a divorce as a matter Of course And they parted the closest Of friends Then the king and the queen went Back to the green But you can never go back There again. Brenda and Eddie had had it Already by the summer of '75 Fromhe high to the low to The end of the show For the rest of their lives They couldn't go back to The greasers The best they could do was Pick up the pieces We always knew they would both Find a way to get by That's all I heard about Brenda nd Eddie Can't tell you more than I Told you already And here we are wavin' Brenda And Eddie goodbye. A bottle of red, aa bottle of white Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight I'll meet you anytime you want In our Italian Restaurant. |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes And she can ruin your faith with her casual lies And she only reveals what she wants you to see She hides like a child But she's always a woman to me She can lead you to love She can take you or leave you She can ask for the truth But she'll never believe you And she'll take what you give her as long as it's free Yeah, she steals like a thief but she's always a woman to me Oh, she takes care of herself She can wait if she wants She's ahead of her time Oh, and she never gives out And she never gives in She just changes her mind And she'll promise you more than the Garden of Eden Then she'll carelessly cut you And laugh while you're bleedin' But she'll bring out the best And the worst you can be Blame it all on yourself 'Cause she's always a woman to me Oh, she takes care of herself She can wait if she wants She's ahead of her time Oh, and she never gives out And she never gives in She just changes her mind She is frequently kind And she's suddenly cruel But she can do as she pleases She's nobody's fool And she can't be convicted She's earned her degree And the most she will do Is throw shadows at you But she's always a woman to me |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
She's got a way about her
I don't know what it is But I know that I can't live without her She's got a way of pleasin' I don't know what it is But there doesn't have to be a reason anyway She's got a smile that heals me I don't know why it is But I have to laugh when she reveals me She's got a way of talkin' I don't know why it is But it lifts me up when we are walkin' anywhere She comes to me when I'm feelin' down Inspires me without a sound She touches me and I get turned around She's got a way of showin' How I make her feel And I find the strength to keep on goin' She's got a way of walkin And everywhere she goes A million dreams of love surround her everywhere She comes to me when I'm feelin' down Inspires me without a sound She touches me I get turned around She's got a smile that heals me I don't know what it is But I have to laugh when she reveals me She's got a way about her I don't know what it is But I know that I can't live without her anyway |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
She's got a way about her
I don't know what it is But I know that I can't live without her She's got a way of pleasin' I don't know what it is But there doesn't have to be a reason anyway She's got a smile that heals me I don't know why it is But I have to laugh when she reveals me She's got a way of talkin' I don't know why it is But it lifts me up when we are walkin' anywhere She comes to me when I'm feelin' down Inspires me without a sound She touches me and I get turned around She's got a way of showin' How I make her feel And I find the strength to keep on goin' She's got a way of walkin And everywhere she goes A million dreams of love surround her everywhere She comes to me when I'm feelin' down Inspires me without a sound She touches me I get turned around She's got a smile that heals me I don't know what it is But I have to laugh when she reveals me She's got a way about her I don't know what it is But I know that I can't live without her anyway |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
A picture postcard, a folded stub
A program of the play File away your photographs Of your holiday And your mementos will turn to dust But that's the price you pay For every year's a souvenir That slowly fades away Every year's a souvenir That slowly fades away |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
I am the entertainer, and I know just where I stand,
Another serenader and another long-haired band Today I am your champion, I may have won your hearts But I know the game you''ll forget my name And I won''t be here in another year If I don''t stay on the charts I am the entertainer and I''ve had to pay my price, The things I did not know at first I learned by doing twice But still they come to haunt me, Still they want their say, So I''ve learned to dance with a hand in my pants I let ''em rub my neck and I write ''em a check And they go their merry way I am the entertainer, been all around the world, I''ve played all kinds of palaces and laid all kinds of girls I can''t remember faces, I don''t remember names, But what the hell, you know it''s just as well ''Cause after a while and a thousand miles It all becomes the same I am the entertainer, I bring to you my songs, I''d like to spend a day or two, but I can''t stay that long I got to meet expenses, I got to stay in line, Got to get those fees to the agencies And I''d love to stay but there''s bills to pay So I just don''t have the time I am the entertainer, I''ve come to do my show, You''ve heard my latest record spin on the radio It took me years to write it, they were the best years of my life, It was a beautiful song, but it ran too long If you''re gonna have a hit you gotta make it fit So they cut it down to 3:05 I am the entertainer, the idol of my age, I make all kinds of money when I go on the stage You see me in the papers, I''ve been in the magazines, But if I go cold, I won''t get sold, I get put in the back in a discount rack Like another can of beans I am the entertainer and I know just where I stand, Another serenader and another long-haired band Today I am your champion, I may have won your hearts, But I know the game, you''ll forget my name, I won''t be here in another year If I don''t stay on the charts |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
Well we all have a face
That we hide away forever And we take them out and show ourselves When everyone has gone Some are satin some are steel Some are silk and some are leather They're the faces of the stranger But we love to try them on Well we all fall in love But we disregard the danger Though we share so many secrets There are some we never tell Why were you so surprised That you never saw the stranger Did you ever let your lover see That stranger in yourself? Don't be afraid to try again Everyone goes south Every now and then You've done it, why can't someone else? You should know by now You've been there yourself Once I used to believe I was such a great romancer Then I came home to a woman That I could not recognize When I pressed her for a reason She refused to even answer It was then I felt the stranger Kick me right between the eyes Well we all fall in love But we disregard the danger Though we share so many secrets There are some we never tell Why were you so surprised That you never saw the stranger Did you ever let your lover see The stranger in yourself? Don't be afraid to try again Everyone goes south Every now and then You've done it, why can't someone else? You should know by now You've been there yourself You may never understand How the stranger in inspired But he isn't always evil And he isn't always wrong Though you drown in good intentions You will never quench the fire You'll give in to your desire When the stranger comes along |
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from Billy Joel - The Stranger (1977)
Slow down, you crazy child.
You're so ambitious for a juvenile. But then if you're so smart, tell me why are you still so afraid? Where's the fire? What's the hurry about? You better cool it off before you burn it out. You got so much to do and only so many hours in a day. But you know that when the truth is told That you can get what you want or you can just get old. You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through. When will you realize Vienna waits for you? Slow down, you're doing fine. You can't be everything you wanna be before your time, Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight. Too bad, but it's the life you lead. You're so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need. Though you can see when you're wrong, You know, you can't always see when you're right. You've got your passion. You've got your pride, But don't you know that only fools are satisfied? Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true. When will you realize Vienna waits for you? Slow down, you crazy child. Take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while. It's all right you can afford to lose a day or two. When will you realize Vienna waits for you? You know that when the truth is told That you can get what you want or you can just get old. You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through. Why don't you realize Vienna waits for you? When will you realize Vienna waits for you? |
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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 - 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 - 52Nd Street (1978)
Little Geo is a friend of mine
We get some money and we buy a cheap wine Sit on the corner and have a holiday Hide the bottle when the cop goes by Talk about women and lie, lie, lie Oh, my other world is just a half a mile away Wait for mama to turn out the light Crawl on the the roof and then hit the night I should be sleeping but tonight I just can't stay I've given everybody so much time Now I need a moment that's mine Oh my other world is just a half a mile away *It's just a half a mile away Angelina save a place for me I've been livin' someone else's life and now I've got to be free Turn your transistor on and let the music play I try to keep the family satisfied But there's gotta be more to life than just try, try, try Oh my other world is just a half a mile away *Repeat |
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from Billy Joel - 52Nd Street (1978)
If you search for tenderness
It isn't hard to find You can have the love you need to live But if you look for truthfulness You migth just as well be blind It always seems to be so hard to give * Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so untrue Honesty is hardly ever heard And mostly what I need from you I can always find someone to say they sympathize If I wear my heart out on my sleeve But I don't want some pretty face to tell me pretty lies All I want is someone to believe * Repeat I can find a lover I can find a friend I can have security until the bitter end Anyone can comfort me with promises again, I know, I know When I'm deep inside of me Don't be too concerned I won't ask for nothing while I'm gone But when I want sincerity Tell me where else can I turn Because you're the one that I depend upon * Repeat |
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from Billy Joel - 52Nd Street (1978)
Got a call from an old friend
We used to be real close Said he couldn't go on the American way Closed the shop, sold the house Bought a ticket to the West Coast Now he gives them a stand-up routine in L.A. I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life Go ahead with your own life, and leave me alone I never said you had to offer me a second chance I never said I was a victim of circumstance I still belong, don't get me wrong And you can speak your mind But not on my time They will tell you: you can't sleep alone In a strange place Then they'll tell you: you can't sleep With somebody else But sooner or later you sleep In your own space Either way it's okay You wake up with yourself I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life Go ahead with your own life, and leave me alone |
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from Billy Joel - 52Nd Street (1978)
I play nights in the Spanish part of town
I've got music in my hands The work is hard to find But that don't get me down Rosalinda understands Crazy Latin dancing solo down in Herald Square Oh Havana I've been searching for you everywhere And though I'll never be there I know what I would see there I can always find my Cuban skies In Rosalinda's eyes When she smiles she gives everything to me When she's all alone she cries And I'd do anything to take away her tears Because they're Rosalinda's eyes Senorita don't be lonely, I will soon be there Oh Havana I've been searching for you everywhere I've got a chance to make it It's time for me to take it I'll return before the fire dies In Rosalinda's eyes All alone in a Puerto Rican band Union wages, wedding clothes Hardly anyone has seen how good I am But Rosalinda says she knows Crazy Latin dancing solo down in Herald Square Oh Havana I've been searching for you everywhere And though I'll never be there I know what I would see there I can always find my Cuban skies In Rosalinda's eyes |
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from Billy Joel - 52Nd Street (1978)
She cuts you once, she cuts you twice
But still you believe The wound is so fresh you can taste the blood But you don't have strength to leave You've been bought, you've been sold You've been locked outside the door But you stand there pleadin' With your insides bleedin' 'Cause deep down you want some more Then she says she wants forgiveness It's such a clever masquerade She's so good with her stiletto You don't even see the blade She cuts you hard, she cuts you deep She's got so much skill She's so fascinating that you're still there waiting When she comes back for the kill You've been slashed in the face You've been left there to bleed You want to run away But you know you're gonna stay 'Cause she gives you what you need Then she says she needs affection While she searches for the vein She's so good with her stiletto You don't really mind the pain She cuts you out, she cuts you down She carves up your life But you won't do nothing As she keeps on cutting 'Cause you know you love the knife You've been bought, you've been sold You've been locked outside the door But you stand there pleadin' With your insides bleedin' 'Cause deep down you want some more Then she says she needs affection While she searches for the vein She's so good with her stiletto You don't really mind the pain |
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from Billy Joel - 52Nd Street (1978)
I never ask you where you go
After I leave you in the morning We go our different ways to separate situations It's not that easy anymore Today I do what must be done I give my time to total strangers But now it feels as though the the day goes on forever More than it ever did before *Until the night, until the night I just might make it Until the night, until the night When I see you again Now you're afraid that we have changed And I'm afraid we're getting older So many broken hearts, so many lonely faces So many lovers come and gone I'll have my fears like every man You'll have you tears like every woman Today we'll be unsure, is this what we believe in And wonder how can we go wrong *Repeat When the sun goes down And the day is over When the last of the light has gone As they pour into the street I will be getting closer As the cars turn their headlights on As they're closing it down I'm gonna open it up And while they're going to sleep We'll just be starting to touch I'm just beginning to feel I'm just beginning to give I'm just beginning to feel I'm just beginning to live Before I leave you again Before the light of dawn Before this evening can end I have been waiting so long Until the night, until the night I just might make it Until the night, until the night I'll just keep holding on Until the night, until the night When I see you again |
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from Billy Joel - 52Nd Street (1978)
Ali dances and the audience applauds
Though he's bathed in sweat he hasn't lost his style Ali don't you go downtown You gave away another round for free Me, I'm just another face at Zanzibar But the waitress always serves a secret smile She's waiting out in Shantytown She's gonna pull the curtains down for me, for me I've got the old man's car I've got a jazz guitar I've got a tab at Zanzibar Tonight that's where I'll be Rose, he knows he's such a credit to the game But the Yankees grab the headline every time Melodrama's so much fun In black and white for everyone to see Me, I'm trying just to get to second base And I'd steal it if she only gave the sign She's gonna give the go ahead The inning isn't over yet for me I've got the old man's car I've got a jazz guitar I've got a tab at Zanzibar Tonight that's where I'll be Tell the waitress I'll come back to Zanzibar I'll be hiding in the darkness with my beer She's waiting out in Shantytown She's gonna pull the curtains down for me, for me I've got the old man's car I've got a jazz guitar I've got a tab at Zanzibar Tonight that's where I'll be |
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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 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 - 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 - 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 - Glass Houses (1980)
She said she'd meet me in the bar
At the Plaza Hotel "Wear a jacket and a tie" "What's the occasion?" She just smiled and she wouldn't say why So here I am standing, waiting in the lobby Sweating bullets in this stupid old suit And when she sees me she busts out laughing You're a sad sight honey, but you look so cute and I don't want to be alone anymore I was checking you out I was just making sure No, I don't want to be alone anymore And, I want you tonight Although you hurt me before, oh It didn't matter that I felt like a fool 'Cause I forgot when she walked through the door I said I'm sorry, but she said it was cool And I don't want to be alone anymore Mmm, it's so confusing choosing sides In the heat of the moment Just to see if it's real Ooh, it's so erotic having you Tell me how it should feel But I'm avoiding all the hard cold facts That I've got to face So ask me just one question When this magic night is through Could it have been just anyone Or did it have to be you And, will you still be saying I don't want to be alone anymore I was checking you out I was just making sure, oh No, I don't want to be alone anymore And, I want you tonight Although you hurt me before, oh It didn't matter that I felt like a fool 'Cause I forgot when she walked through the door I said I'm sorry, but she said it was cool And I don't want to be alone anymore But, don't you know that it's wrong It's wrong, it's wrong, but like the song Being caught by the wink of an eye I can't be sure we'll get along But I'm willing to try As long as you can tell me I don't want to be alone anymore I was checking you out I was just making sure No, I don't want to be alone anymore And, I want you tonight Although you hurt me before It didn't matter that I felt like a fool 'Cause I forgot when she walked through the door I said I'm sorry, but she said it was cool And I don't want to be alone anymore I don't want to be alone anymore, oh I don't want to be alone anymore, oh Ooh, ooh |
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from Billy Joel - Glass Houses (1980)
Hey
I've been watching you waltz all night, Diane Nobody's found a way behind your defenses They never notice the zap gun in your hand Until you're pointing it and stunning their senses All night long, all night long You'll shoot 'em down because you're waiting for somebody good to come on (All night long, all night long) But you'll be sleeping with the television on, hey Oh, you say you're looking for someone solid here You can't be bothered with those "just for the night" boys Tonight unless you take some kind of chances dear Tomorrow morning you'll wake up with the white noise All night long, all night long You're only standing there 'cause somebody once did somebody wrong (All night long, all night long) But you'll be sleeping with the television on Your eyes are saying talk to me, talk to me But your attitude is "don't waste my time" Your eyes are saying talk to me, talk to me But you won't hear a word 'cause it just might be the same old line This isn't easy for me to say, Diane I know you don't need anybody's protection I really wish I was less of a thinking man And more a fool who's not afraid of rejection All night long, all night long I'll just be standing here 'cause I know I don't have the guts to come on (All night long, all night long) And I'll be sleeping with the television on Your eyes are saying talk to me, talk to me But my attitude is "boy, don't waste your time" Your eyes are saying talk to me, talk to me But I won't say a word 'cause it just might be somebody else's same old line All night long, all night long We're only standing here 'cause somebody might do somebody wrong (All night long, all night long) And we'll be sleeping with the television on Sleeping with the television on Sleeping with the television on Oh, sleeping with the television on |
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from Billy Joel - Glass Houses (1980)
I didn't want to do it but I got too lonely
I had to call you up in the middle of the night I know it's awful hard to try to make love long distance But I really needed stimulation Though it was only my imagination It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing But sometimes a fantasy Is all you need When am I gonna take control get a hold of my emotions Why does it only seem to hit me in the middle of the night You told me there's a number I can always dial for assistance I don't want to deal with outside action Only you can give me satisfaction It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing But sometimes a fantasy Is all you need Sure it would be better if I had you here to hold me Be better baby but believe me it's the next best thing I'm sure there's many times you've wanted me to hear your secrets Don't be afraid to say the words that move me Anytime you want to tell them to me It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing But sometimes a fantasy Is all you need It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing It's just a fantasy It's not the real thing |
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from Billy Joel - Glass Houses (1980)
The cold hands, the sad eyes
The dark Irish silence It's so late, but I'll wait Through the long night with you With you The warm tears, the bad dreams The soft trembling shoulders The old fears, but I'm here Through the long night with you With you Oh, what has it cost you I almost lost you A long, long time ago Oh, you should have told me But you had to bleed to know All your past sins are since past You should be sleeping It's all right, sleep tight Through the long night with me With me No, I didn't start it You're broken hearted From a long, long time ago Oh, the way you hold me Is all that I need to know And it's so late, but I'll wait Through the long night with you With you |
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from Billy Joel - Glass Houses (1980)
Friday night I crashed your party
Saturday I said I′m sorry Sunday came and trashed me out again I was only having fun Wasn′t hurting anyone And we all enjoyed the weekend for a change I′ve been stranded in the combat zone I walked through Bedford Stuy alone Even rode my motorcycle in the rain And you told me not to drive But I made it home alive So you said that only proves that I′m insane You may be right I may be crazy But it just may be a lunatic you′re looking for Turn out the light Don′t try to save me You may be wrong for all I know But you may be right Remember how I found you you there Alone in your electric chair I told you dirty jokes until you smiled You were lonely for a man I said take me as I am ′Cause you might enjoy some madness for a while Now think of all the years you tried to Find someone to satisfy you I might be as crazy as you say If I′m crazy then it′s true That it′s all because of you And you wouldn′t want me any other way You may be right I may be crazy But it just may be a lunatic you′re looking for It′s too late to fight It′s too late to change me You may be wrong for all I know But you may be right You may be right I may be crazy But it just may be a lunatic you′re looking for Turn out the light Don′t try to save me You may be wrong for all I know But you may be right You may be wrong but you may be right You may be wrong but you may be right |
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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 - 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 - 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 - The Nylon Curtain (1982)
Laura calls me
In the middle of the night Passes on her Fateful information Then these careless fingers They get caught in her vise Till they're bleeding On my coffee table Living alone isn't all that It's cracked up to be Oh, oh, oh I'm on her side Why does she push the poison on me? Oh, oh, oh, oh Laura Has a very hard time All her life has Been one long disaster Then she tells me She suddenly believes she's seen a very good sign She'll be taking Some aggressive action I fight her wars While she's slamming her doors in my face Oh, oh, oh Failure to break Was the only mistake that she made Oh, oh, oh, oh Here I am Feeling like a fucking fool Do I react the way exactly She intends me to? Everytime I think I'm off the hook She makes me lose my cool I'm her machine And she can punch all the keys She can push any button I was programmed through Laura calls me When she needs a good fix (ah) All her questions Will get sympathetic answers I should be so immunized To all of her tricks (ah) She's surviving On her second chances Sometimes I feel like this Godfather deal is all wrong Oh, oh, oh How can she hold an umbilical chord For so long? Oh, oh, oh, oh I've done everything I can What else am I supposed to do I'm her machine And she can punch all the keys She can push any button I was programmed through Laura loves me Even if I don't care That's my problem That's her sacred absolution If she had to She would put herself in my chair Even though I Faced electrocution She always says I'm the best friend that she's ever had Oh, oh, oh How do you hang up on someone Who needs you that bad? Oh, oh, oh, oh |
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from Billy Joel - The Nylon Curtain (1982)
You have to learn to pace yourself Pressure
You're just like everybody else Pressure You've only had to run so far So good But you will come to a place Where the only thing you feel Are loaded guns in your face And you'll have to deal with Pressure You used to call me paranoid Pressure But even you can not avoid Pressure You turned the tap dance into your crusade Now here you are with your faith And your Peter Pan advice You have no scars on your face And you cannot handle pressure All grown up and no place to go Psych 1, Psych 2 What do you know? All your life is Channel 13 Sesame Street What does it mean? Pressure I'm sure you'll have some cosmic rationale But here you are with your faith And your Peter Pan advice You have no scars on your face And you cannot handle pressure Pressure, pressure One, two, three, four Pressure |
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from Billy Joel - The Nylon Curtain (1982)
The sins of Amsterdam were still a recent surprise
And we were flying over Scandinavian Skies We climbed towards the sun, we turned and cursed as one We pulled the shades and closed our eyes, eyes The Stockholm city lights were slowly starting to rise And we were strapped against those Scandinavian skies The landing gear came down and touched the Swedish ground And we were all so paralyzed, -----ized, -----yzed On the plane we were mainly sound and lights In the veins, we could play the blues all night The tour of Germany was bleeding into our eyes And we were sailing over Scandinavian skies We had the Midas touch until we met the Dutch And they exhausted our supplies, -----ies, -----ies Who's to pay for this international flight? Who could stay? We were only there for the night We watched the power fall inside the Olso hall While all the cold Norweigians cried, --ied Who could say, what was left and where was right? By the way, I could play the blues all night |
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from Billy Joel - The Nylon Curtain (1982)
Turn on all the Christmas lights
'Cause baby's coming home tonight I can hear her footsteps in the street Turn the choral music higher Pile more wood upon the fire That should make the atmosphere complete I've had to wait forever But better late than never She's just in time for me She's right on time She's right where she should be She's right on time I'm a man with so much tension Far too many sins to mention She don't have to take it anymore But since she said she's coming home I've torn out all my telephones Soon she will be walking through that door I may be going nowhere But I don't mind if she's there She's just in time for me She's right on time She's right where she should be She's right on time Left to my own device I can always make believe That there's nothing wrong, oh Still I will chose to live In the complicated world That we shared for so long Good or bad, right or wrong And it occured to me While I set up my Christmas tree She never missed a cue or lost a beat Everytime I lost the meter There she was when I would need her Greeting me with footsteps in the street I guess I should have known it She'd find the perfect moment She's just in time for me She's right on time She's right where she should be She's right on time Turn the choral music higher Pile more wood upon the fire That will make the atmosphere complete I've had to wait forever But better late than never She's just in time for me She's right on time She's right where she should be She's right on time She's right on time She's right on time |
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from Billy Joel - The Nylon Curtain (1982)
Don't get excited
Don't say a word Nobody noticed Nothing was heard It was committed discreetly It was handled so neatly And it shouldn't surprise you at all You know Break all the records Burn the cassettes I'd be lying if I told you That I had no regrets There were so many mistakes And what a difference it makes But still it shouldn't surprise you at all You know I said it shouldn't surprise you at all You know Don't look now but you have changed Your best friends wouldn't tell you Now it's apparent Now it's a fact So marshal your forces For another attack You were so young and naive I know it's hard to believe But now it shouldn't surprise you at all You know No it shouldn't surprise you at all You know What has it cost you What have you won The sins of the fathers Are the sins of the sons It was always within you It will always continue But it shouldn't surprise you at all You know I said it shouldn't surprise you at all You know |
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