There's a place in the world for the angry young man
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With his working class ties and his radical plans
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He refuses to bend he refuses to crawl
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And he's always at home with his back to the wall
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And he's proud of his scars and the battles he's lost
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And struggles and bleeds as he hangs on his cross
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And likes to be known as the angry young man
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Give a moment or two to the angry young man
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With his foot in his mouth and his heart in his hand
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He's been stabbed in the back he's been misunderstood
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It's a comfort to know his intentions are good
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And he sits in his room with a lock on the door
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With his maps and his medals laid out on the floor
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And he likes to be known as the angry young man
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I believe I've passed the age of consciousness and righteous rage
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I found that just surviving was a noble fight
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I once believed in causes too
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I had my pointless point of view
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And life went on no matter who was wrong or right
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And there's always a place for the angry young man
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With his fist in the air and his head in the sand
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And he's never been able to learn from mistakes
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So he can't understand why his heart always breaks
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And his honor is pure and his courage is well
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And he's fair and he's true and he's boring as hell
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And he'll go to the grave as an angry old man
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Yes there's always a place for the angry young man
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With his working class ties and his radical plans
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He refuses to bend he refuses to crawl
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And he's always at home with his back to the wall
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And he's proud of his scars and the battles he's lost
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And struggles and bleeds as he hangs on his cross
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And likes to be known as the angry young man
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Prelude / Angry Young Man
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| Billy Joel |
