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Strange Notes lyrics
Billy Druids face is marble
He keeps every 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 saturnine pace
Listening to the strange notes' marvel
Only giving what it takes
And for Billy, it's sure to crown
Dragging beauty into darkness
Inflicting a pale white frown
And the matter the runs
Through Billy's head
Is too concerned to fall
Billy Druids face is marble
He keeps every thought in its place
He lets the days turn tomorrow
Part of these releases
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- Track 10 on MIA: The Complete Anthology
- 9 Richie Dagger's Crime
- 11 American Leather
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- Track 5 on
- 4 Richie Dagger's Crime
- 6 American Leather
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