Billy Balloon Head

Hello my name's Billy Balloonhead, nice to meet you
To let you know there's every chance
I could see red, it's my Balloonhead

They took my brain and replaced it with petrol
And gave me matches
They fill my ear holes with a rhetoric vomit
Oh, but I like it, and best of all, my arteries love cholesterol
So I won't be here long
Thank God

Somebody tell me, please, what's it like to be so damn angry
Maybe I don't know, maybe I'm too soft, maybe I don't understand
Somebody tell me, please, what's it like to be so damn angry
At the world at large, your neighbour Sarge
Your kids or what your wife made you for tea

D'you like the sound of my voice, yeah, oh I'm a talker
I've got no space for any other opinions in my small brain
I stamp my feet until my face turns purple or I am in jail, locked up

Somebody tell me, please, what's it like to be so damn angry
Maybe I don't know, maybe I'm too soft, maybe I don't understand
Somebody tell me, please, what's it like to be so damn angry
At the world at large, your neighbour Sarge
Your kids or what your wife made you for tea, alright

It's always good to be nice, so let's be nice to everybody
It's always nice bein' nice, come on be nice for everybody
We don't like not bein' nice, oh no

Somebody tell me, please, what's it like to be so damn angry
Maybe I don't know, maybe I'm too soft, maybe I don't understand
Somebody tell me, please, what's it like be so damn angry
At the world at large

Hey, hey, hey, somebody tell me please
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh, yeah, my name's Billy Balloonhead, nice to meet you
My name's Billy Balloonhead, nice to meet you, get lost



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Thistlethwaite, Barry Paul Mills
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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