The Decemberists - Billy Liar Lyrics
Billy Liar's got his hands in his pocketsStaring over at the neighbor's, knickers down.He's got his knickers down.So the summer is eternity for you?Sleeping in until your father's shaking you downHe's shaking you down.And the mailroom shift gets a real short shriftAs you dole out the packages, no-one seems to want you aroundAll skulking around.Let you legs loss on the lino'Til your sinews spoilWill you stay here for a while, dear,'Til the radio plays something familiar?Plays something familiar.All a-drifting, he's a no-good boyoSent a-fishing for a whalebone corset frame(His only catch all day)So he sits and lets the current take himA gentle breeze will leave his pants in disarrayAnd at his ankles laid.As he drifts to sleep with a moan and a weepHe is decked by a Japanese geisha with a garland of pearlsHow she twists and twirls!Let you legs loss on the lino'Til your sinews spoilWill you stay here for a while, dear,'Til the radio plays something familiar?Plays something familiar.
