You may be right
Billy Joel
Friday night I crashed your party
Saturday I said I'm sorry
Sunday came and trashed it 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 might 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 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
You may be right
You may be wrong but you may be right
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Song of the day: You may be right
This song has been running through my head all day, for some reason. This is a DAMN good song, and this album was life changing for me. I was 9 when it came out and I remember hearing It's Still Rock 'n Roll to Me on the radio and it was the first time I'd ever had an emotional reaction to a piece of music. I think I probably still have the original vinyl record that I bought shortly afterward.
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You and I had similar experiences with this album. My mom bought it. I played it over and over. Every somg on Glass Houses is a classic.
My life changing came in the new knowledge that life is nuanced and beautiful in it's imperfections and that one could be alone in a crowded room..... O.K. so I was a weird kid, but still.
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