BillyBilly was a landmine to his friendsBut he would never get excited till the endYou can see him in the corner there all aloneAnd if you see him on the street he says hes on his way homeBut he don't go homeHes got his books to read, hes got his life to lead at nightWe've been sitting round the tables and too longAnd we've been making out that there was nothing wrongAnd time is nothing when there's nothing left to sayAnd time goes slow on Billy's silent holidayBut he don't go homeHes got it all sewn up; hes got his life to lead at nightHes forever on crossbones cycle at home so his mama don't knowBilly's been bending some their rules at the Saturday ShowCome on Billy!Billy was a landmine to his friendsBut he would never get
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