Lyrics Billy's Lane - Red Box

Billy's Lane

Billy came down from northern Scotland, only yesterday.
Over land and under low cloud, year long winter grey.
Born in 1977 will die in 95.
A modern day statistic in collateral damage,
Billy pray’s not to survive.
A year and a day since he went away, now everybody look at me.
Without a sound he kissed the ground,
Billy’s line.
Hey oh you, hey, hey oh, hey hey oh you!
God on my side, watching,
Hey hey oh,
Hey hey oh,
You.
God on my side, watching you.
And ever since a freind had told him,"
Billy you’re looking fine",
He sensed that a place in the human race, was looking more and more like a
right devine.
Not a million miles from Welwyn Garden City, his favorite melody.
Oh radio, world war three.
Hey hey oh,
Hey hey oh,
You.
God on my side, watching.
Hey hey oh,
Hey hey oh,
You.
God on my side, watching you.
God on my side, watching you.
A year and a day since he went away.
Now everybody look at me.
Without a sound, he kissed the ground,
Billy’s line,
Hey hey oh,
Hey hey oh,
Hey hey oh, you.
God on my side, watching.
Hey hey oh, hey hey oh, you.
God on my side, watching you,
God on my side, watching you.
Billy walked down the full length of the hallway and opened up the double doors.
Seven hundred miles to be united.
Billy lay down and join your family line.