New York State Of Mind - Billy Joel


Some folks like to get away
Take a holiday from the neighborhood
Hop a flight to Miami Beach
Or to Hollywood
But I'm talking 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

i'm really liking greendays remake of john lennons working class hero
(i havent had my coffee yet and almost put elton johns
im off to tim hortons c ya guys)

I like it too, except they pussed out and took out the word f**king. It was a huge part of John's message in the song.
- jtswinehart

its in there.. just radio edited
i love one station in detroit, wrif you hear more f bombs then any other station lol

its in there.. just radio edited
i love one station in detroit, wrif you hear more f bombs then any other station lol
- nightmare3020

Ah, I get a Boston feed, so they probably are bleeping it out. My bad.

Ah, I get a Boston feed, so they probably are bleeping it out. My bad.
- jtswinehart

well they blank out the most obvious ones but i know most the words to most the songs and they slip through sometimes
usually after 8

Warren Zevon - Hit Somebody (the Hockey Song)

He was born in Big Beaver by the borderline
He started playing hockey by the time he was nine
His dad took the hose and froze the back yard
And Little Buddy dreamed he was Rocket Richard
He grew up big and he grew up tough
He saw himself scoring for the Wings or Canucks
But he wasn't that good with a puck

Buddy's real talent was beating people up
His heart wasn't in it but the crowd ate it up
Through pee-wee's and juniors, midgets and mites
He must have racked up more than three hundred fights
A scout from the flames came down from Saskatoon
Said, "There's always room on our team for a goon
Son, we've always got room for a goon"

There were Swedes to the left of him
Russians to the right
A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight
Brains over brawn--that might work for you
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?
What else can a farm boy from Canada do?
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?
What else can a farm boy from Canada do?

Hit somebody! was what the crowd roared
When Buddy the goon came over the boards
"Coach," he'd say, "I wanna score goals"
The coach said, "Buddy, remember your role,
The fast guys get paid, they shoot, and they score
Protect them, Buddy, that's what you're here for

Protection is what you're here for
Protection--it's the stars who score
Protection--go and kick somebody's ass
Protection--don't put the biscuit in the basket just
Hit some, Buddy! it rang in his ears
Blood on the ice ran down through the years
The king of the goons with a box for a throne
A thousand stitches and broken bones
He never lost a fight on his icy patrol
But deep inside, Buddy only dreamed of a goal
He just wanted one damn goal

There were Swedes at the the blue line
Finns at the red
A Russian with a stick heading straight for his head
Brains over Brawn--that might work for you
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?
What else can a farm boy from Canada do?
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?
What else can a farm boy from Canada do?

In his final season, on his final night
Buddy and a Finn goon were pegged for a fight
Thirty seconds left, the puck took a roll
And suddenly Buddy had a shot on goal

The goalie committed, Buddy picked his spot
Twenty years of waiting went into that shot
The fans jumped up, the Finn jumped too
And coldcoughed Buddy on his followthrough
The big man crumbled but he fell all right
'Cause the last thing he saw
was the flashing red light
He saw that heavenly light

There were Swedes to the left of him
Russians to the right
A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight
Take care of your teeth--that might work for you
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?
What else can a farm boy from Canada do?
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do?
What else can a farm boy from Canada do?

A good site for lyrics is: www.letssingit.com

and if you want to provide a link to the song so we can hear it www.blogmusik.net is good. All you have to do is find the song, start playing it, click "blog & share" and copy the URL they give you. If you don't want to do that, you can also use youtube.
- Eggshmeg

that blog musik is great - was looking for something like that for myspace

well they blank out the most obvious ones but i know most the words to most the songs and they slip through sometimes
usually after 8
- nightmare3020

Would you believe they even bleep out part of the Tom Petty tune "You don't Know" that goes -"let's get to the point, and roll another - bleep". Damn annoying.

that blog musik is great - was looking for something like that for myspace
- tessie

Ya, it's pretty neato

I know this is another Beck song, but man, I just heard for the first time and I can't stop listening to it!

Beck - "Que Onda Guero (Islands Remix)"


See the vegetable man in the vegetable van
With the horn that's honking like a mariachi band
In the middle of the street people gather around
Put a dollar in the can ay wey,que' onda?
TJ cowboys hang around sleeping on the sidewalk
With a Burger King crown, never wake them up
Mas cerveza till the rooster crows
Vatos vergallos

Que' onda guero?
Que' onda guero?
Que' onda guero?
Que' onda guero?

Mano blancos roll with crowbars
Sing rancheras on cheap guitars
Abuelitas with plastic bags
Walking to the church with their Spanish candles
Dirty boracho says 'que' putas?
Andale joto, your popsicle's melting
Run better run, da doo run run
Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun

Guero where you going, que' onda guero?
Guero where you going, que' onda guero?

Rampart boys with loaded rifles
Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays
Mango ladies vendedoras at a bus stop
Sing a banda macho chorus

See the vegetable man in the vegetable van
With the horn that's honking like a mariachi band
In the middle of the street people gather around
Put a dollar in the can

Que onda guero, hey where ya going?
Que onda guero, hey where ya going?

For something more on the edge:




Captain Jack - Billy Joel


Saturday night and you're still hangin' around
You're tired of livin' 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 at home and masturbate
Your 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 your fingers 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 nothin's cool
They 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 haven'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 you mother makes your bed
And that's too long

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'
Yeah, Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Yeah, Captain Jack will get you by tonight

Ahhhh, good ol' Captain Jack. One of Billy's best songs.

Ahhhh, good ol' Captain Jack. One of Billy's best songs.
- LongDucDong

The songs bootleg version was played on Philly's WYSP causing such a response that Billy got his initial big break... Billy has always felt endebted to the city -- and the city has always loved him back -- Billy rarely plays the song outside of Philly any longer [prior to this last tour that included more of his lesser performed songs, anyway] and almost always plays it here to a wild response... and Billy has called us 'sick', in jest, for our response... We feel a special bond with him through this song. He performs it so wonderfully on stage; one of his best 'live' songs.

In Philadelphia he is a draw that is rivaled only by his NYC MSG dates... per capata, it may even be a better draw here.

Please excuse my 'going on' about Joel... I sometimes get carried away when I get on the subject.

The songs bootleg version was played on Philly's WYSP causing such a response that Billy got his initial big break... Billy has always felt endebted to the city -- and the city has always loved him back -- Billy rarely plays the song outside of Philly any longer
- ForeverFlyer16[prior to this last tour that included more of his lesser performed songs, anyway] and almost always plays it here to a wild response... and Billy has called us 'sick', in jest, for our response... We feel a special bond with him through this song. He performs it so wonderfully on stage; one of his best 'live' songs.

In Philadelphia he is a draw that is rivaled only by his NYC MSG dates... per capata, it may even be a better draw here.

Please excuse my 'going on' about Joel... I sometimes get carried away when I get on the subject.

Ya, I think we figured that out already

Ya, I think we figured that out already
- Eggshmeg

... And this, coming from an eggomaniac, is far from an insult

A real standard:


Piano Man - Billy Joel



It'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
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 feeling 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 a 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 talking 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 drinking alone

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 feeling alright

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 coming to see
To forget about life for a while

And the piano 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 doing here?"

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 feeling alright

... And this, coming from an eggomaniac, is far from an insult


- ForeverFlyer16

Dude Billy Joel sucks. sorry.

Dude Billy Joel sucks. sorry.
- Meansean

... I see where you got your screen name.

If Billy sucks, I bet 99% of those so called performers out there wish they had that kind of sucky career... over the last four decades.

BTW: what is your theory on how he was able to fool so many people for so many years and sell all those 45s/LPs/8-Tracks/Cassetts/CD -- I had to mention them all since he's spanned all those technology periods -- and fool the Grammy Award commitee, and the people who induct performers into the Rock & Roll HOF, yada, yada, yada?

One of Billy's best live concert performance songs:



Pressure - Billy Joel


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 cannot 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?

(I'll tell you what it means)
Pressure
Pressure

Don't ask for help
You're all alone
Pressure
You'll have to answer
To your own
Pressure
I'm sure you'll have some cosmic rationale
But here you are in the ninth
Two men out and three men on
Nowhere to look but inside
Where we all respond to
Pressure
Pressure

All your life is Time Magazine
I read it too
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

Comfortably Numb - Pink Floyd

Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear youre feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinwiener. [ping]
Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

Comfortably Numb - Pink Floyd

Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear youre feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinwiener.
- Garfield512[ping]
Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

Good song

Good song
- Eggshmeg

It is, and it's NOT Billy Joel for a change.
Sorry, Forever, I like him too, but enough already.

Good song
- Eggshmeg

+ friggin' +

Baha Men


Who Let The Dogs Out Lyrics



Who let the dogs out
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)


Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)


(woof, woof, woof, woof)


When the party was nice, the party was jumpin' (Hey, Yippie, Yi, Yo)
And everybody havin' a ball (Hah, ho, Yippie Yi Yo)
I tell the fellas "start the name callin'" (Yippie Yi Yo)
And the girls report to the call
The poor dog show down


Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)


I see ya' little speed boat head up our coast
She really want to skip town
Get back off me, beast off me
Get back you flea infested monger


Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)


I'm gonna tell {Hey, Yippie, Yi, Yo}
To any girls calling them canine {Yippie, Yi, Yo}
Tell the dummy "Hey Man, It's part of the Party!" {Yippie Yi, Yo}
You fetch a women in front and her mans behind {Yippie, Yi, Yo}
Her bone runs out now


Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)


Say, A doggy is nuttin' if he don't have a bone All dogy hold ya' bone, all doggy hold it
A doggy is nuttin' if he don't have a bone All dogy hold ya' bone, all doggy hold it


Wait for y'all my dogs, the party is on
I gotta get my girl I got my myind on
Do you see the rays comin' from my eye
What could you be friend
That Benji man that's breakin' them down?
Me and My white short shorts
And I can't seek a lot, any canine will do
I'm figurin' that's why they call me faithful
'Cause I'm the man of the land
When they see me they doah-ooooo(howl)


Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)