"Close To The Borderline" as written by and Billy Joel....
Blackout, heatwave, .44 caliber homicide
The bums drop dead and dogs gone 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 how 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
But 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

Lyrics submitted by fletch699

"Close to the Borderline" as written by Billy Joel

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    General CommentThis very song represents my biggest fears about Billy Joel.

    I know his music 30 years ago, he raised me, he went with me to the army, then to the University, he went together with me through two marriages, he left the house with me after two divorces, he assisted when my father died, and first he was a single vinyl, then a cassette, he was in LP vinyl and laser disc. He was a video beta (damn!) and VHS , he's been CD and MP3 now he's in my IPOD. And all through the years I have been expecting some bad news about his up and downs. I knew he had soul problems for this simple song. Nobody can do such lyrics if he or she hasn't been there close to the borderline. Later I've come across some stories about him I don't care about. I won't bring here anymore.

    And I always dared to think we both would have been happier if we had ever crossed our ways. I dare to. He's a friend, in fact I know him longer than many of my actual friends...
    le fer et le feuon March 27, 2008   Link
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    General CommentI LOVE the rage in this song. It's just so...perfect :D
    wholelottawomanon December 05, 2011   Link
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    Song Meaning"Blackout, heatwave, .44 caliber homicide"

    This line is about the summer of 1977. The NY blackout on July 13, the heat...and Son of Sam, referred to in the papers as ".44 caliber homicide"
    Gatecrashron July 18, 2012   Link

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