Strange Notes — текст песни (Germs)

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