Billy Joel Quotes
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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'd love to tell 'Bout when Billy the Kid came to town.
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I don't know why people thought I was retiring.
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Hot funk, cold punk, even if it's old junk, it's still rock and roll to me.
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Say goodbye to the oldies, but goodies, because the good old days weren't always good and tomorrow ain't as bad as it seems.
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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.
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I'm a piano player. I never thought of myself as a singer, at all. I was always trying to sound like somebody else. I don't like my own voice, I like Ray Charles, Robert Plant, I like Joe Cocker, Rod Stewart, people that have an edge in their voice.
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If you want to know what life is like in the Soviet Union, go to your local department of motor vehicles.
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There's a deep-seated paranoia that Americans have about not being Americans or something.
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You've given me the best of you, but now I need the rest of you.
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Sweetness flows from your appearance and your beauty makes me fall more in love with you. Anytime I feel low, I think about the good times you have given me and everything seems good again.
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When you look into my eyes And you see the crazy gypsy in my soulIt 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.
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If you said good-bye to me tonight, There would still be music left to write.
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Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true. When will you realize... Vienna waits for you.
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If you're a very unfulfilled person you might have a tendency to turn to crime.
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When I was 19, I made my first good week's pay as a club musician. It was enough money for me to quit my job at the factory and still pay the rent and buy some food. I freaked.
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Forced to recognize our inhumanity, our reason coexists with our insanity. And though we choose between reality and madness, it's either sadness or euphoria.
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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 the discount rack Like another can of beans.
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We're on the verge of all things new.
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I am no longer afraid of becoming lost, because the journey back always reveals something new, and that is ultimately good for the artist.
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I always hated my hair, so now it's going away.