billy, religion and me
i can fly shouted billy borden as he jumped from mcmillan's cliff
i can fly screamed billy borden
he did too,
for all of six feet
then the bottom of the canyon raced towards him like old home week
when i saw him jump i said: 'my god, i hope he can fly'
i was an atheist then.
the fact that they couldn't pick him up with a sponge
didn't make me any more religious
billy was an honour student when i was failing all but two
billy was my hero, almost as much as you
he used to tell me about women and how to win their hearts
he used to show me pictures of all their naked parts
now billy is a concrete cross in st. peter s home for the dead
and i won't go to see him, they never found his head
i told them he wasn't a christian, just my best friend
but they kept saying prayers right up to the end
i'm not sure why he thought it, i'm not too sure at all
but when he jumped from mcmillan's cliff
jesus christ i wanted him to glide like a bird
and come to think of it i almost believed he could do it
i mean all my life he'd been doing things i didn't think
possible
so goodbye to billy borden, he was silly saviour and all
and now i think i know how he felt when he finally took his fall
at first i didn't know it, i mean his parents never let on
but there were scars someone said, scars that lingered on
if i ever go back to church, i'll laugh just for billy b.
cause that's what we thought of religion, billyb. and me
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