"He just..." Jeff gestures at the piano, as if the Piano Man himself were sitting there performing. Given the level of drunken vitriol he's showing, surely there must be some legitimate grievance here. He must have a totally articulate, well-reasoned argument and--

"...he suuuuucks. It's all fucking... empty, sentimental bullshit and he never says anything real, and... and..."

--or not.

"Like, 'We Didn't Start the Fire'? It's just... a fucking old dude whining about history and it's not even a song, he's just listing facts, it's like... it's like going to school!"