Billy Joel

Billy Joel
William Martin "Billy" Joelis an American pianist, singer-songwriter and composer. Since releasing his first hit song, "Piano Man", in 1973, Joel has become the sixth best-selling recording artist and the third best-selling solo artist in the United States. His compilation album Greatest Hits Vol. 1 & 2 is one of the best-selling albums in the US...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionRock Singer
Date of Birth9 May 1949
CityNew York City, NY
CountryUnited States of America
You may be right I may be crazy But it just may be a lunatic you're looking for.
When you look into my eyesAnd you see the crazy gypsy in my soulIt always comes as a surpriseWhen I feel my withered roots begin to growWell I never had a place that I could call my very ownThat's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home
Most people you'd tell "I'm gonna be a musician," they'd say, "you're crazy, you're gonna starve, you're gonna be poor, a drug addict, go to jail, you'll never make it, there's too much competition, it's a terrible business," etc. But my chorus teacher in high school said, "you've got what it takes to be a really good professional musician, you should consider it." That was an epiphany for me. So I thought, well, maybe I can help somebody, too.
As human beings, we need to know that we are not alone, that we are not crazy or completely out of our minds, that there are other people out there who feel as we do, live as we do, love as we do, who are like us.
My friends and I are crazy. That's the only thing that keeps us sane!
you may be right, I may be crazy, but it just might be a lunatic you're looking for
You should never argue with a crazy mind, you ought to know my now.
Slow down, you crazy child.You're so ambitious for a juvenile.
If I'm crazy then it's true That it's all because of you And you wouldn't want me any other way.
I've only felt content a few times in my life, and it never lasted. I'm very discontented right now. There are situations in my life that didn't pan out. I'm like most other human beings. I try and I fail.
I see the winos talking to themselvesAnd I can understand.
They all want your white body, and they await your reply.But, between you and me, and this Staten Island ferry... so do I...
And the word spread of Billy the Kid.
Rolling Stone magazine would not say anything positive about me, and they were the tastemakers at the time. There were people from the old guard who insisted I wasn't a real rock and roller. Well, O.K., fine -- I'm not a real rock and roller. You got me.