Billie Sings Her Blues
Yeah, Billie sings her blues
& she knows them out of tune
On those smoky afternoons
Midnight magics, Autumn moons
Hear Billie sing her blues
Down them New York avenues
Manhattan mansions, London mews
Graveside ghettos, N'Orleans' saloons
Yeah! You'll hear her croon her tunes
To the drunks & to those losers
Who somehow made her every blues
Just that little lighter too, yeah
Billie sings her blues
For the misfits & them fools
Seeking respite from the ghouls
Now selling opiates to fated fools, yeah
Billie sings her blues in & out of tune
Billie sings her blues & she knows them out of tune
On those smoky afternoons
Midnight magics, Autumn moons, yeah
You'll hear Billie sing her blues
Down them New York avenues
Manhattan mansions, London mews
Graveside ghettos, N'Orleans' saloons, yeah
You'll hear her croon her tunes
To the drunks & to those losers
Who made her every blues
Just a little lighter too, yeah
Yeah, Billie sings her blues
For the misfits & them fools
Selling respite from the ghouls
Now selling opiates to fated fools, yeah
Billie sings her blues in & out of tune, yeah
& she knows them out of tune
On those smoky afternoons
Midnight magics, Autumn moons
Hear Billie sing her blues
Down them New York avenues
Manhattan mansions, London mews
Graveside ghettos, N'Orleans' saloons
Yeah! You'll hear her croon her tunes
To the drunks & to those losers
Who somehow made her every blues
Just that little lighter too, yeah
Billie sings her blues
For the misfits & them fools
Seeking respite from the ghouls
Now selling opiates to fated fools, yeah
Billie sings her blues in & out of tune
Billie sings her blues & she knows them out of tune
On those smoky afternoons
Midnight magics, Autumn moons, yeah
You'll hear Billie sing her blues
Down them New York avenues
Manhattan mansions, London mews
Graveside ghettos, N'Orleans' saloons, yeah
You'll hear her croon her tunes
To the drunks & to those losers
Who made her every blues
Just a little lighter too, yeah
Yeah, Billie sings her blues
For the misfits & them fools
Selling respite from the ghouls
Now selling opiates to fated fools, yeah
Billie sings her blues in & out of tune, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Victory Day, Zakhar Dziubenko
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