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
Songs of the BILLY JOEL
That’s what you heard about me Jealous talk That’s what I heard about you Everybody’s telling lies I don’t even know why Why can’t people Find something better to
Blue suits and bankers with their Volvos and their valentines Give us this day our daily discount outlet merchandise Raise up a multiplex and we will make a sacrifice
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
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 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
She can wound with her eyes She can ruin your faith with her casual lies And she only reveals what she wants you to see She hides like a
And never saw his father anymore A child of sacrifice, a child of war Another son who never had a father after Leningrad Went off to school and learned
If there’s a chance of it opening up They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by Some people live with the fear
I’ve got business to conduct And I’ve got places to go But I can’t help looking at her sleeping instead Another morning I’ll have trouble climbing out of this
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
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
I’m a man who can’t say no You don’t have to twist my arm Just point me where you want to go Take me to the action Take me
But in my innocence I found All the con men and their acrobats Who stomped me in the ground If I count up their percentages I know they’re getting
Through the lights- In a hot new rent-a-car. He joins the lover in his heavy machine- It’s a scene down on Sunset Boulevard. CHORUS Say goodbye to Hollywood Say
Sometimes I get so afraid I’ll say something so wrong Just to have something to say I know the moment isn’t right To tell the girl a comical line
Right at this moment I’m totally cool Clear as a crystal, sharp as a knife I feel like I’m in the prime of my life Sometimes it feels like
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’
You’re so ambitious for a juvenile But then if you’re so smart tell me why You are still so afraid? Where’s the fire, what’s the hurry about? You better
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom Brando, “The King and I” and
It isn’t hard to find You can have the love you need to live But if you look for truthfulness You might just as well be blind It always
It’s yours to keep ’cause opinions are free Nobody knows about the trouble I’ve seen Nobody’s perfect, mister, nobody’s clean It costs too much and takes too long to
All the waiters in your grand cafe Leave their tables when you blink Every dog must have his everyday Every drunk must have his drink Don’t wait for answers
Time to close your eyes And save these questions for another day I think I know what you’ve been asking me I think you know what I’ve been trying
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
The cold remains of what began with a passionate start And they may not want it to end But it will it’s just a question of when I’ve lived
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
Don’t want to see you let a good thing Slip away You know I don’t like watching Anybody make the same mistakes I made She’s a real nice girl
They’re tearing it down now But it’s just as well I haven’t shown you everything a man can do So stay with me baby I’ve got plans for you
With her high top sneakers of italian design With a long cool stare she aggravates the tension Makes up her face while she makes up her mind Now you’re