God made Billy Joel
gave him clothes
to dress my soul
I wear those clothes
listening to music
My style my face
my picture of grace
From young to old
the picture is told
Decades were made
that did not fade
Music that I will
always remember
My soul music
my September
The words of music
always displayed
the feeling of life
'The Piano Man's life'
'She's always a Woman'
'Just the Way You Are'
Take me to 'Allentown'
and 'Zanzibar'
'To Scenes from A Italian
Restaurant'
'It's a Matter of Trust'
'A New York State of Mind'
We're always under "Pressure'
For 'The Longest Time'
'Only the Good Die Young'
for you that was a lie
You sailed 'The River of Dreams'
While singing a 'Lullabye'
This is the time to look in
'Rosalinda's Eye's'
Standing on a "Stiletto'
don't ask me why
So why should I worry
'You're my Home'
My 'Uptown girl'
it is shown
'She's got a Way'
'To Turn the Lights Back On'
When you Wish apon a Star'
'My Life' is half way home
'We Didn't Start the Fire'
We just kept it going on
with a song and a lyre
being our only strong
ebony like a puma, velvet pretty
she prowls and growls and moans in her sleep
like a little black dress, fashionably chic and insightful
there is purring now, her dreams might have shifted
the toms in the alley remain in hiding, fearful
she can be such a tease, and sometimes a torment
her scratches are serious; she is not afraid to bite
the howling and growling is back
alley cat of Allentown
We are the pigs, mighty mighty pigs, not a stunt.
The Iron pigs, we play baseball daily, grunt grunt.
We play in Coca Cola Park, long after dark.
We are from Allentown, where you can hear our bark.
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