Letra da Música: Billy Liar - The Decemberists

Billy Liar's got his hands in his pockets
Staring 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 down,
He's shaking you down.

And the mailroom 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 low 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 lain.

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 you legs low on the lino
'Til your sinews spoil.
Will you stay here for a while, dear,
'Til the radio plays something familiar?
Plays something familiar.