James - Billy's Shirts Lyrics
Shirts on fire, church on fireBillys dream boat stills as the house alightsSailors come from miles for a drink and a fightBut the harbour thrills pull back from the lightTo the belly of a boat in a hammer try tightHollerPleasures of the nightSeamans delightHoller(refrain)Pleasures of the nightWhat a sightOh no, the organ plays by itselfIt doesnt need the grinders help and the monkeyAnd the monkey stow away to seaBack to his wife and a nest in the treesBillys brother plays bass in a band called manHe fancies himself as a travelling hamStrutting and fretting them into fameIn a torn t-shirt hell carve his nameHoller(refrain)Looking for adventure and some mysteryHe doesnt need the grinder and he doesnt want meStripped off his suitSo let the poor beast beOh, let the poor beast beThe man said, ho ho wee, this is too hot for me!Billys shirts on fire in the nightHe said, ho wee this is too hot to see.Billys shirts on fire in the night
