Billy Morgan

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Morgan, the man with no tan comes
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 in on the midday train
Takes a room in a pensione down by 
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the beach
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Unwraps his pistol, counts out the
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 bullets beside it
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Four bullets, two men, it's 
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certain with two bullets each


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Down in the town the old men sit 
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round by the harbour
Watch as the tourists break all 
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etiquette in the bars
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At twilight the festival starts 
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with a feast in the plaza
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Followed by music and wine, 
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fireworks and cigars


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Twilight arrives, the streets come 
alive
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The Mayor and the Chief watch it 
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begin
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A girl on a bike turns very 
businesslike
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Leaves 50 grand and a pardon for 
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the sins


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  Goodbye Billy Morgan. Known 
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from Amsterdam to Tripoli
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You can taste your death in 
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every silent breath
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Fear the curse, thought the enemy


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On Morgan's cheap TV the ministers
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 agree at the summit
In a room straight above there's a 
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couple making love with a cheer
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Out across the water the statue of
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 Christ throws a shadow
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It falls across the city to the 
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window of the volunteer


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On the Avenue de France a beggar 
does a dance
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Sells chocolate to the marching 
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men in masks
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The Guardia Civile get a tip about a
 kill
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Morgan doubts but no-one's out to 
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ask

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  Goodbye Billy Morgan. Known 
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from Amsterdam to Tripoli
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You can taste your death in 
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every silent breath
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Fear the curse, thought the enemy


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The festival's begun; Morgan tucks
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 the gun inside his jacket
Walks towards the plaza singing 
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"Boys of the Old Brigade"
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Is followed by a rifle, confronted 
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by the guards at a corner
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Lifts his hands like the statue and
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 dies in the fusillade

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Now the gunfire's heard, someone 
gives the word
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Fireworks crash, the marching band
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 turns right
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Someone in a mask throws a bomb and 
does the task
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Rides off with a girl on the back 
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of a motorbike


C      G         Am     C      
  Goodbye Billy Morgan. Known 
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from Amsterdam to Tripoli
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You can taste your death in 
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every silent breath
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Fear the curse, thought the enemy
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Fear the curse, thought the enemy
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Fear the curse, thought the enemy...