What's the matter with the songs he's singin' Can't you tell that they're pretty lame After listenin' to a couple albums Well, they all start to sound the same
So he tried to change his musical style He tossed all his ballads in the circular file Then he found the punk sound Breakin' ground all around It's still billy joel to me
What's the matter with the tune he's writin' Well, you know it's gonna be a smash It's so nice when you're a big name artist Doesn't matter if it sounds like trash
Now everybody thinks the new wave is super Just ask linda ronstadt or even alice cooper It's a big hit, isn't it Even if it's a piece of junk It's still billy joel to me
Woah, it doesn't matter what the critics say about him 'cause he doesn't worry how they feel When you're record's sellin' millions and it's goin' triple platinum You don't worry 'bout your next meal 'cause money is no big deal
Maybe he should dye his hair bright pink And stick a safety pin through his cheeks Then he'd really fit the new wave image But he couldn't sit down for weeks
Don't you know about the record business, honey You gotta be trendy if you wanna make some money Now everybody's sayin' that he sure sounds funny But it's still billy joel to me
All right, alfred Oh
I can hardly wait 'til his next album Well, I'll bet it's gonna be the rage Buy a ticket to his next big concert Well, I wonder what he'll do on stage
It might be disco and it might be the blues Or maybe even somethin' like the b-52's Just a handclap, finger snap Even if it's mindless pap It's still billy joel to me
Everybody's sayin' that he sure sounds funny But it's still billy joel to me
Printer Friendly Version