We Let Billy Drive The Car
Ok, it’s not quite a Throwback Thursday but I thought maybe a So Then Sunday might be in order today.
Apologies to Tolerable Tuesdays, Frantic Fridays or Wishy Washy Wednesdays but, well, today just ain’t your day.
No, really, look at the calendar, today just ain’t your day.
Monday and Saturday? You know your gig.
So a So Then Sunday it is, like a Thursday’s Throwback but just, you know, later in the week.
From a year ago.
Had a thought of grabbing an instrumental from our production music site, something I didn’t know, to see if I could write some lyrics to it and have a little fun. For the manic story idea in my head the instrumental just had to be fast.
Moved in fast
Wanted to grab cash
Had an inside
Point us to the stash
All gassed up
Had some cool masks
Famous baddies from
Old time gangster flicks
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I was Cagney
Tommy was Edward G
No weapons though
Way too much the risk
Just a bluff
And the fear that goes with
Work the room posing threats
Now that’s biz
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Grab the loot scoot
Back door left ajar
Plan was ticking
Like a really expensive watch
Into the alley
Out of sight of cops
Billy couldn’t be far … right?
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“Hey, where’s Billy?”
“I don’t know man”
“but he knew the plan, we practiced, He knew this alley”
“I told you we shouldn’t let Billy the drive the car”
“Hey, you agreed man!”
“I had no choice, he’s your brother and I ain’t pissin’ off your mother”
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Why’d we let Billy Drive the car
Mom always said he wouldn’t go very far
I wanted to just prove her really wrong
Was always singin’ the same ol’ tired song
Told her the plan no guns and just commands
Protect Billy In the best way that we can
Give him the wheel and just wait out the plan
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We lit on foot then
Tommy and me we ran
Plan had been rocking
But now we’re on the lam
With nothing even resembling a plan
Other than shucking and really duckin’ now
Hidin’ round corners
And peakin’ round some bends
Tryin’ keep the coppers
From their ends
Cursing Billy to the hell he will attend
All in my head while we ran and ran and ran
Just tryin’ not to end up in the can
At least that’s if we had another plan
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Why’d we let Billy Drive the car
Mom always said he wouldn’t go very far
I wanted prove her to be really wrong
Was always singin’ the same ol’ tired song
Told her the plan no guns and just commands
Protect Billy In the best way that we can
Give him the wheel and just wait out the plan
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We shouldn’t have let Billy drive the car
Tommy said that we wouldn’t go very far
Except the slammer that’s just right up the state
But poor Billy he just could never rate
To the ones who always judged the most
A lost cause on their paper notes
He’s the one they say see ya later to
And I had no couch for that
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“Oh shit Tommy, tell me that can’t …”
“I don’t know man … I don’t wanna think about it”
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“Billy, where you been?”
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You were so right to let me drive the car
Coppers been sent a little way out far
Tripped an alarm at a different spot
An inside knew a perfect wild goose
At your plans on your wrist’s spot
Ticking along with your planned depart
I waited knowing just where your legs would stop
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We were so right to let Billy drive the car
Tossed our masks and cash into the back
Cagney and Edward G they’d be so proud
And ode to gangster’s legends of the old
A new chapter maybe in that gangster ode
Of Tommy and me a new story be told
A one to finally make my momma proud
Of when we let Bill-lee drive the car
Of when we let Billy drive the car
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