Lyrics:
the little dog messing up my tree
Billy hunt's is a magical world
Full of strippers and long-legged girls
Clark Kent's got nothing on me
I'll spy like James
you really think that swing is here to stay
Now I'm glad you asked me
Now Mr. Mercer (Yeah) oh Mr. Mercer (I'm listening)
Swing is really much too
Watch out Billy
The brain police are coming Billy
Watch out Billy
The brain police are coming Billy
Oh, Watch out!
Watch out Billy
The brain police
Shoot up on the fast lane
She falls like a concrete robot
She's a boy
Billy-I
Billy-L
Billy-L
Billy-Y
Billy-I Billy-L Billy-L Billy-Y
Back about eighteen hundred and some
A Louisiana couple had a red-headed son
No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe
They just called him Billy Bayou
Back about eighteen hundred and some
A Louisiana couple had a red-headed son
No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe
So they just called him Billy
Billy's blue
With his head hangin' to
His shoes
Right the wrong
Or play a song
To ease billy's blues
Billy's down
He was born he was bound
Billy Jack Bitch (Billy Jack, Billy Jack)
(Bitch) {Fishbone's "Lyin' Ass Bitch" sample repeats throughout song}
What if I called you silly names
Billy never made the football team
'Cause Billy's size was small
But Billy's brother was a mighty lad
And played a lot of high school ball
Back about eighteen hundred and some,
A Louisiana couple had a red-headed son.
No name suited him; Jim, Jack or Joe,
So they just called him Billy
Back about eighteen hundred and some a Louisiana couple had a red headed son
No name soothe him Jim Jack or Joe they just called him Billy Bayou
Little Billy was the fattest kid in his class
Always the last in line
All the other little kids would laugh at him
Said he'd die before his time
Back about eighteen hundred and some
A louisiana couple had a redheaded son
No name suited him, jim, jack or joe
So they just called him billy
Back about eighteen hundred and some
A louisiana couple had a redheaded son
No name suited him, jim, jack or joe
So they just called him billy
Down in Texas near the DFW among the shrubs and patios and barbecues
Was born a suburban boy named Billy be Bad
Had a white bread momma and a rock
Back about eighteen hundred and some
A Louisiana couple had a red-headed son
No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe
They just called him Billy Bayou
Old Billy Riley was a dancing master
Old Billy Riley oh
Old Billy Riley's master of a drogher
Old Billy Riley oh
Master of a drogher bound
They heard him cry
And I believe him
Well he never meant to do anything wrong
It's gonna get worse if he waits too long
Billy, Billy don't you lose
Mercer
To find them double blues
When I look into them blues they knock me to the ground
I guarantee those two eyes could bring a kingdom down
When
Oh, where have you been, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Oh, where have you been, Charming Billy?
I have been to seek a wife, she's the joy of my whole life
They heard him cry
And I believe him
Well he never meant to do anything wrong
It's gonna get worse if he waits too long
Billy, Billy don't you lose
Back about eighteen hundred and some
A Louisiana couple had a redheaded son
No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe
So they just called him Billy
Dear Billy
I must seem a distant memory
Which is probably a good thing
And it will have been a long, long time
And I will have missed you growing
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