Song | Close To The Borderline |
Artist | Billy Joel |
Album | Glass Houses |
作词 : Joel | |
Blackout, heatwave, .44 caliber homicide | |
The buns drop dead and dogs go mad | |
In packs on the West Side | |
Young girl standing on a ledge looks like another suicide | |
She wants to hit those bricks | |
'Cause the news at six gotta stick to a deadline | |
While the millionaires hide in Beekman Place | |
The bag ladies throw their bones in my face | |
I get attacked by a kid with stereo sound | |
I don't want to hear it but he won't turn it down | |
Life is tough but it's just enough | |
To hold back the tears until it's closing time | |
I survived, I'm still alive | |
But I'm getting close to the borderline | |
Close to the borderline | |
A buck three eighty | |
Won't buy you much lately on the street these days | |
And when you can get gas | |
You know you can't drive fast anymore on the parkways | |
Rich man, poor man, either way American | |
Shoved into the lost and found | |
The no nuke yell we're gonna all go to hell | |
With the next big meltdown | |
I got remote control and a color T.V. | |
I don't change channels so they must change me | |
I got real close friends that will get me high | |
They don't know hot to talk and they ain't gonna try | |
I shouldn't bitch, I shouldn't cry | |
I'd start a revolution but I don't have time | |
I don't know why I'm still a nice guy | |
But I'm getting close to the borderline | |
Close to the borderline | |
I thought I'd sacrifice so many things | |
I thought I'd throw them all away | |
I didn't think I needed anything | |
But you can't afford to squander what you're not prepared to pay | |
I need a doctor for my pressure pills | |
I need a lawyer for my medical bills | |
I need a banker to finance my home | |
I need security to back my loan | |
It isn't new what I'm going through | |
But everybody knows you got to break sometime | |
Another night I fought the good fight | |
But I'm getting closer to the borderline | |
Closer to the borderline. |
zuò cí : Joel | |
Blackout, heatwave, . 44 caliber homicide | |
The buns drop dead and dogs go mad | |
In packs on the West Side | |
Young girl standing on a ledge looks like another suicide | |
She wants to hit those bricks | |
' Cause the news at six gotta stick to a deadline | |
While the millionaires hide in Beekman Place | |
The bag ladies throw their bones in my face | |
I get attacked by a kid with stereo sound | |
I don' t want to hear it but he won' t turn it down | |
Life is tough but it' s just enough | |
To hold back the tears until it' s closing time | |
I survived, I' m still alive | |
But I' m getting close to the borderline | |
Close to the borderline | |
A buck three eighty | |
Won' t buy you much lately on the street these days | |
And when you can get gas | |
You know you can' t drive fast anymore on the parkways | |
Rich man, poor man, either way American | |
Shoved into the lost and found | |
The no nuke yell we' re gonna all go to hell | |
With the next big meltdown | |
I got remote control and a color T. V. | |
I don' t change channels so they must change me | |
I got real close friends that will get me high | |
They don' t know hot to talk and they ain' t gonna try | |
I shouldn' t bitch, I shouldn' t cry | |
I' d start a revolution but I don' t have time | |
I don' t know why I' m still a nice guy | |
But I' m getting close to the borderline | |
Close to the borderline | |
I thought I' d sacrifice so many things | |
I thought I' d throw them all away | |
I didn' t think I needed anything | |
But you can' t afford to squander what you' re not prepared to pay | |
I need a doctor for my pressure pills | |
I need a lawyer for my medical bills | |
I need a banker to finance my home | |
I need security to back my loan | |
It isn' t new what I' m going through | |
But everybody knows you got to break sometime | |
Another night I fought the good fight | |
But I' m getting closer to the borderline | |
Closer to the borderline. |