Billy Druids face is marble
He keeps veery thought in it's place
He lets the days turn tomorrow
Someone's always walking
On his grave [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/germs/strange_notes.html ]
He wears the lines just like Garbo
And talks at a saturmine pace
Listening to the strange notes marvel
Only giving what it takes
It's a sad man's world
And for Billy it's sure to crown
Dragging beauty into darkness
Inflciting a pale white frown
And the matter the runs
Through Billy's head
Is too concerned to fall
