I’m in a New York state of mind
BILLY JOELI’m in a New York state of mind
BILLY JOELI hope it does not take the rest of my life until I find what it is I’ve been looking for.
BILLY JOELThis is the time to remember cause it will not last forever. These are the days to hold onto cause we won’t although we’ll want to.
BILLY JOELWe are living in a time when American popular music is finally being recognized as one of our most successful exports. The demand is huge.
BILLY JOELSergeant O’Leary is walking the beat, at night he becomes a bar tender.
BILLY JOELSo 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.
BILLY JOELWell 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.
BILLY JOELHave you listened to the radio lately? Have you heard the canned, frozen and processed product being dished up to the world as American popular music today?
BILLY JOELYou’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.
BILLY JOELI could walk away from anyone I ever knew, but I can’t walk away from you.
BILLY JOELYou can linger too long in your dreams.
BILLY JOELI’m not sure about life after this; god knows I’m not a spiritual man.
BILLY JOELI’m probably writing music now for the same reason as I started writing songs when I was 14-to meet women. …
BILLY JOELNobody who ever becomes big comes back here.” And I felt so sad for this kid, he seemed so bitter about it. I said, “Well, I’m coming back, no matter what.”
BILLY JOELSo I would choose to be with you. That’s if the choice were mine to make. But you can make decisions too. And you can have this heart to break. And so it goes, and so it goes. And you’re the only one who knows.
BILLY JOELIt’s nine o’clock on a Saturday, the regular crowd shuffles in / There’s an old man sitting next to me making love to his tonic and gin / He says, ‘Son, can you play me a memory?
BILLY JOEL