Текст песни Billy Joel - Angry Young Man
Billy Joel - Angry Young Man слова песни
There`s a place in the world for the angry young man
With his working class ties and his radical plans
He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl,
He`s always at home with his back to the wall.
And he`s proud of his scars and the battles he`s lost,
And he struggles and bleeds as he hangs on the cross-
And he likes to be known as the angry young man.
Give a moment or two to the angry young man,
With his foot in his mouth and his heart in his hand.
He`s been stabbed in the back, he`s been misunderstood,
It`s a comfort to know his intentions are good.
And he sits in a room with a lock on the door,
With his maps and his medals laid out on the floor-
And he likes to be known as the angry young man.
I believe I`ve passed the age of consciousness and righteous rage
I found that just surviving was a noble fight.
I once believed in causes too,
I had my pointless point of view,
And life went on no matter who was wrong or right.
And there`s always a place for the angry young man,
With his fist in the air and his head in the sand.
And he`s never been able to learn from mistakes,
So he can`t understand why his heart always breaks.
But his honor is pure and his courage as well,
And he`s fair and he`s true and he`s boring as hell-
And he`ll go to the grave as an angry old man.