Song Description
A song for my old bandmate Bill "Byrd" Sechman, RIP my friend.
| Song Length |
3:41 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Rock - Roots/Rock n' Roll |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject |
Friendship, Friend |
Similar Artists |
, Wilco |
| Language |
English |
Era |
1970 - 1979 |
Lyrics
Ex-Alien (The Ballad Of Byrd
© 2009 Bill Gaunce
Back 'round 1970
Keepin' down low of the CIA
Drinkin' 3.2 beer under the flag
Of the Jolly Roger
Just pirates from
The good ship Flower Power
Tryin' to get tight before the witching hour
Diggin' the music and standin' in the aisles
Something strange was lurking in the air
We went a round or two but lost the dare
You were a real ex-Alien
You went way out and came back again
Landed somewhere foreign on the 9th floor
Blew out the circuits up in the lab
Rode out in a checkered cab
Clean as a whistle laughing in the dark
You didn't even leave behind a spark
Funny how the seasons fly
Flowers bloom and flowers die
But weeds can grow quite nicely
Without sunshine
So I'm still here and so are you
The earth still spins and the sky is blueI'd rather have this dirt
beneath my feet
Something strange was lurking in the air
We went a round or two but lost the dare
You were a real ex-Alien
You went way out and came back again
Landed somewhere foreign on the 9th floor
Blew out the circuits up in the lab
Rode out in a checkered cab
Clean as a whistle glowing in the dark
You didn't even leave behind a spark