Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dead Billie Jean, artist - Blitzen Trapper. Album song Holy Smokes Future Jokes, in the genre Фолк-рокDate of issue: 24.09.2020
Record label: Magnolia, Yep Roc
Song language: English
Dead Billie Jean |
| Dead Billie Jean |
| In the shot glass lies a quarter and a tear for every year |
| In the house, yes, of the holy-handed bride-to-be |
| Technology |
| Born on the 4th of July |
| No question who the mother was, but the father’s on the land |
| Playin' spoons and grand piano in a family van |
| Prosthetic hand |
| I was 6 feet under playin' bones with Brian Jones and Jim |
| 'Cause there’s a right way and a wrong way here to die |
| And there ain’t no reason why |
| Dead Billie Jean |
| What have you seen |
| Dead Billie Jean |
| What have you seen in the twilight’s dawn |
| So Dead Billie Jean |
| She paid her tab and drove out through the Indiana dawn |
| Never know when something’s wrong |
| Never recognize in the great bird’s eyes |
| I was smokin' dope with Lincoln in a Chrysler on the hill |
| In the no man’s land where spirits seem to go |
| 'Cause he’s all alone you know |
| Honest Dave, he cracked his window just a skosh to breathe |
| He said it’s time that we both leave, you and me and Billie Jean |
| 'Cause we’re just slidin' through the aether in a dream |
| And nothin’s what it seems to be to me |
| Yeah, nothin’s what it seems to be to me |