The Germs Follow

Strange Notes lyrics

Billy Druids face is marble
He keeps every thought in its place
He lets the days turn tomorrow
Someone's always walking on his grave

He wears the lines just like Garbo
And talks at a saturnine pace
Listening to the strange notes' marvel
Only giving what it takes

And for Billy, it's sure to crown
Dragging beauty into darkness
Inflicting a pale white frown

And the matter the runs
Through Billy's head
Is too concerned to fall

Billy Druids face is marble
He keeps every thought in its place
He lets the days turn tomorrow

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