Golden Times
Miscellaneous
Billy and I had studied together
He worked at Domus and I went to stamp
Autumn begins to arrive, and the feeling with
getting away from the whole shit
So Billy called me early one morning
and asked if I wanted to hang out
I asked: Where? and he answered: Away!
We went to Domus and had received his salary
I called my mother and said: I'm leaving now!
and we hung up first the train stopped inside the station
Two single tickets to Malmö Central and Billy said:
You understand what it's about
Boy, you understand what it's about!
The ferry across the strait to Copenhagen
and we look for a blanket for the night
And we meet a bunch of bows and brass< br/>and Billy start talking and I was scared as hell
that the gang wanted to take us somewhere
Billy lit up and I sat next to him
and he beat his shit over and over and over Hans said:
Boy, you understand what it's about
Boy, you understand what it's about!
Morning came and the bikes roll
Amsterdam was the next destination
Billy hung up, he wanted me along
but I hesitated and finally said: Hey then
Billy became cursed and they ran away
and I, I ran in the opposite direction
And I shack by the station for a few dars
then the ferry to the east in keys of minor I ask myself:
Boy, do you understand what it is about?
Do you understand what it is about?
The months passed and spring came
and Billy was as gone as the snow
but one day in June 77 a postcard arrived posted in Cologne
And Billy had written oddly as hell
He had just prayed rjat try heroin
And he wrote that his life was a bag
you kick, throw away and toss here and there
and you open it and fill
with powder and shit åååh Billy,
what the hell happened? And he wrote:
Boy, do you understand what this is about?
He wrote: Boy, do you understand what this is about?
He wrote: Boy, do you understand what this is about?< br/>Ãზh my Billy do you understand what this is all about?

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