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Close To The Borderline

This song is by Billy Joel and appears on the album Glass Houses (1980).

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May 30, 2014
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, uh huh

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-Nukes 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, uh huh
Close to the borderline, huh, uh huh

I thought I'd sacrifice so many things
I thought I'd throw them all away
I didn't think I needed anything
Ah, but you can't afford to squander what you're not prepared to pay
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

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, uh huh
Close to the borderline, uh huh
Close to the borderline
Close to the borderline, uh huh
Close to the borderline, to the borderline
To the borderline

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Billy Joel

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