Germs - Strange Notes lyrics

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Billy Druids face is marble

He keeps veery 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 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