V1: Billy was what he was
–
naked
as the sky.
Billy could do anything but
lie.
What he don’t know won’t hurt
him
– his friends would often say.
(but) Billy was impervious to
hate.
Brk: But the dark
sensations
didn’t
justify his pain.
Billy would come out again –
he’d
never be the same.
To his face his father said,
“We’d
all be fine if you were dead.”
But Billy would
never…complain.
[fight
back]
V2: One day Billy thought
he’d,
really
had enough.
So Billy took a shot gun and
some
shells.
(He) started with his family
and
then went down the street;
from school he finally found
himself
to jail.
Brk2: And his picture
cross the
Nation
reads from coast-to-coast.
“There’s no sanity among our
youth
– we’d really like to boast.”
In the final hours ‘for the
State
took Billy’s own life
A reporter wrote this article
and
said:
V3: Billy was abnormal;
some
things
I can not print.
At school, they said he left
them
with no choice.
Instead of tryin’ to help
him, they
put him out the gate:
To deaf ears, he didn’t have
a
voice.
Brk3: So, privately,
inside
himself
– he wouldn’t shed a tear.
There’s no reason for for the
apathy
each day of every year.
So if they’ve passed
judgement –
let me pass some of my own
I only wish that my ol’ man,
had
been home.
V4: Only one showed up at
Billy’s
final stop and
he felt like ‘the’ criminal
inside.
He watched them strap him
down and,
saw the lights go out,
“I envy you,” he said, and
then he
cried.
Brk4: My ol’ man was the same
way
and I never got a break.
Can’t turn back the clock to
save
your life – It’s way too late.
When I beat you son, I was
tryin’
to get back at my dad.
But my recklessness became
your
grave. |