Billy was a car crash - all he ever knew was pain Lived a milli-milli-
Milli-second; never born again Though no one saw him coming, plenty
Witnessed his remains - laid a wreath yet they never knew him Me? I'm
Just the rain, laid poor Billy to eternal rest, eternal rust I soaked the
Dust that covers him, I wait for all the others They all have names
Red Harry was a bright young spark that flew and burned old London Town in
'66 He flew to bits He tore it down (bubonic bliss!) And me? I'm just
The kiss our maker blew to put him out To eternal rest Eternal rust To
Dust, to ash I cover up and wait for all the others We all have names
Georgie was cut on Hitler's knee He ran for weeks, turned shades
Of green They kidnapped me and made him clean On Winter nights, I
Still hear him scream I cover up I wait for all the others Jane? Her
Mother was a hurricane who swept the plains and sneezed away a continent
With me (the sea) The team that made a myth by hiding it Became a hit on
Broadway but it wasn't quite the same - they all FORGOT our names We ALL
Have names