Angry Young Man — текст песни (Billy Joel)

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
and he`s always at home with his back to the wall.
He`s proud of the scars and the battles he`s lost
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
He sits in a room with a lock on the door
with his maps and his medals laid out of 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`ve found that just surviving was a noble fight
I once believed in causes too, had my pointless point of view
Life went on no matter who was right or wrong.

And there`s always a place for the angry young man
With his fist in the air and his head in the sand
He`s never been able to learn from mistakes
He can`t understand why his heart always breaks
His honor is pure, and his courage as well
he`s fair and he`s true, and he`s boring as hell
And he`ll go to his grave as an angry old man.

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
and he`s always at home with his back to the wall.
He`s proud of the scars and the battles he`s lost
He struggles and bleeds as he hangs on the cross
And he likes to be known as the angry young man