Billy Liar - The Decemberists

Billy Liar's got his hands in his pockets
Staring over at the neighbors' knickers down
He's got his knickers down
Billy Liar - The Decemberists
So the summer is eternity for you
Sleeping in until your father's shaking you down
He's shaking you down
And the mail room shift gets a real short shrift
As you dole out the packages
No one seems to want you around
All skulking around
Let your legs lure on the lino
'Til your sinews spoil
Will you stay here for a while dear
'Til the radio plays something familiar
Plays something familiar
All a drifting he's a no good boyo
Sent a fishing for a whalebone corset frame
His only catch all day
So he sits and lets the current take him
A gentle breeze will leave his pants in disarray
And at his ankles laid
As he drifts to sleep with a moan and a weep
He is decked by a Japanese
Geisha with a garland of pearls
How she twists and twirls
Let your legs lure on the lino
'Til your sinews spoil
Will you stay here for a while dear
'Til the radio plays something familiar
Plays something familiar
Plays something familiar
Plays something familiar
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