When people ask me what 'American Pie' means, I tell them it means I ...

When people ask me what 'American Pie' means, I tell them it means I don't ever have to work again if I don't want to.

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.

Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry.

Bad news on the doorstep;I couldn’t take one more step

This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.

Do you recall what was revealed the day the music died?

Something touched me deep inside The day the music died.

We all got up to dance. Oh, but we never got the chance!

Not a word was spoken. The church bells all were broken.

I saw satan laughing with delight The day the music died.

There we were all in one place, a generation lost in space.

Do you believe in rock 'n roll? Can music save your mortal soul?

Over the years I've had more and more of an association with Nashville.

The Byrds flew off the fallout shelter, eight miles high and falling fast.

In the streets the children screamed. The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed

Jerusalem is old, Jerusalem is new, Jerusalem can hold Moslem, Christian, Jew.

A long long time ago, I can still remember how that music use to make me smile.

And as the players tried to take the field, the Marching Band refused to yield.

Devoid of all romance, the music plays and everyone must dance. I'm bowing out.

Every thread of creation is held in position by still other strands of things living.

Each thread of life that you leave, will spin around your deeds and dictate your needs.

The kids today all seem to think they should be stars, but I wasn't brought up that way.

In a sense, 'American Pie' was a very despairing song but it can also be seen as very hopeful.

I mean, I've been given a terrific life by the audiences who stuck with me all over the world.

If something comes up I might write about it, but without an outlet the whole thing winds down.

In the autumn of 1970 I had a job singing in the school system, playing my guitar in classrooms.

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack sat on a candle stick, cause fire is the devil's only friend.

I think longevity is more important than trying to make people realize you're around every second.

American Pie speaks to the loss that we feel. That's why that song has found the niche that it has.

They don't keep their promises in the promised land, its getting mighty hard to find an honest man.

Faces come and faces go in circular rotation.But something yearns within to grow beyond infatuation.

Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky, a dream come true, I'll live there til I die.

I am what I do, and that's partly why I don't want to give up singing. But when I can't sing well, I will.

Work my hands in the soil, what's the pay for all the toil? Dust for blood, dust for blood, dust for blood.

I'm glad that my music has helped other people as it's helped me. It makes me glad that I did what I did with my life.

As I watched him on the stage, my hands were clinched in fists of rage. No angel born in hell, could break that Satan's spell.

My face on every coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved. My flag is forever waved, by the grateful people I have saved.

Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, swirling clouds in violet haze reflect Vincent's eyes of china blue.

That song didn't just happen. It grew out of my experiences. 'American Pie' was part of my process of self-awakening: a mystical trip into my past.

I have a weird sense sometimes of what's going to happen before it happens, and I kind of live by that, which is how my instincts operate, I suppose.

Bye, Bye Miss American Pie, drove my chevy to the levy but the levy was dry. Good old boys drinking whiskey and rye, singing, this'll be the day that I die.

I'd listen to all the stuff that was going on around me and drift off into my fantasies about it. My fantasies have fuelled all the songs I've ever written.

I had asthma when I was a kid, asthma so bad that it would turn into pneumonia and I almost died several times. Nobody knew why back then, but now it's obvious.

I got my first guitar when I was 16. I'd play for my family and friends, but taking that guitar out there into the wide, wide world wasn't something I ever thought about.

I was around in 1970, and now I am around in 2015 ... there is no poetry and very little romance in anything anymore, so it is really like the last phase of 'American Pie.'

As you sell your soul and sow your seeds, and you wound yourself and your loved ones bleed. And your habits grow and your conscience feeds, on all that you thought you should be.

People ask me if I left the lyrics open to ambiguity. Of course I did. I wanted to make a whole series of complex statements. The lyrics had to do with the state of society at the time.

Every pulse of your heartbeat is one liquid moment that flows through the veins of your being. Like a river of life flowing on since creation, approaching the sea with each new generation.

When people ask what 'American Pie' is about, they're missing the point. The song isn't about the lines themselves - it's about what is between the lines. The song is about what isn't there.

When I go on the road now, which is less than before, but still more than I'd like to, I think of myself primarily as a singer. Not a songwriter, not a celebrity, just a man who likes to sing.

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