Billy and I had studied together
He shamble on Domus and I went and stamping
Autumn is coming, and the sense of
to get away from the whole shit
So Billy phoned me early one morning
and ask if I could hang with
I ask: Where? and he answer: Get off!
We came to the Domus, and had received his salary
I called my mom and said, "I leave now!
and we hung on the first train that was on the station
Two single tickets to Malmö Central and Billy said:
You take what it is about
Boy, you know what it is about!
The ferry across the strait to Copenhagen
and we look for the cover of night
And we meet a bunch of frames and brass
and Billy start talking and I was scared as hell
that the gang wanted us nå'nstans
Billy turned on and I sat next
and he dwell on his shit over and over and over again, Hans said:
Boy, you know what it is about
Boy, you know what it is about!
The morning came and the bikes roll
Amsterdam was the next goal
Billy was hanging on, he wanted me to
but I hesitate and said finally: Hey when
Billy was pissed and they walked away
and I, I went in the opposite direction
And I hut at the station in a few days
late ferry east of the tones of the minor, I ask me:
Boy, you get what this is about?
Do you know what this is?
Months went and the spring came
and Billy was just as gone as the snow
but one day in June 77 was a postcard posted in Cologne
And Billy had broken as hell
He had just started to try heroin
And he wrote that his life was a bag
Monday kicks in, throw away and throw here and there
and you open it and fill
with powder and shit Aaah Billy,
what the hell happened? And he wrote:
Boy, you get what this is about?
He wrote: Boy, you get what this is about?
He wrote: Boy, you get what this is about?
Oh my Billy takes you what it is about?

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EvalottaWest Thu 16 Apr 2009 00:39

Bästa låten =)

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January 2010